No clue where I am, no memory of how I got here, no sign of my parents and no way to contact anyone for salvation. With only the clothes on my back, it appears I'm forever lost in the forests of this new unrecognisable world with only the tools I ca...
Those were the responses I got from the majority of Coco's eight older siblings, namely her oldest brother whom the top fluff on his head was styled almost like a pompadour, Quiffy, and two twins whom were the third youngest of the poodle family, Minnie and Lily. The only way to tell those two apart were the hair clippings they wore like Coco; Minnie had a clip shaped like a flower with Lily having one of a star.
Her other five siblings being her youngest, Lolo, the fourth youngest, Molly, whom almost resembled Coco, but had a shorter snout, ears, and deeper colours. Then there was Coco's other brother, Marcus, his fur color almost matching his dad's and was always seen with a pair of purple glasses and more often than not a victim of teasing from Coco's second oldest brother, Bennett, who was a bit of a rebel, almost like the Bart Simpson of the Poodles.
And then there was her oldest sister, Megan. Whilst the other poodles all had fur puffs on their heads with ears at the side, her head fur was instead long and hung down to her shoulder like actual hair.
Coco's mom, Bella was kind of enough to give me a photo of her family when Coco was a baby for visiting, which I took the opportunity to write the names of her kids with them in case if I ever got mixed up.
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As for what they were reacting in shock to, well it's a bit of a long story...
A few hours ago...
It had started when I was going through my usual martial arts training regime. Hachi was once again coaching me, but I was also accompanied by Bluey who also had her Gi outfit on and was watching from the side, her eyes were focused on my every move with a look of very obvious admiration on her face.
Today's training was to improve my endurance and in order to do that, Hachi and I were doing a practice spar. With it having been a month or so since I began training, Hachi had said that I had improved more greatly than he thought I would with Harley even giving me the blue belt. I was practically catching up to her at this point, but even then, I still felt like I was a bit of a greenhorn, like I still had a lot left to learn before I could even consider myself an expert martial artist.
Both of us were a little scuffed up with a few grazes, but neither of us were showing any signs of exhaustion. Hachi then suddenly leaned back to deliver a roundhouse kick, I was lucky enough to quickly halt his leg with an outward block before countering with a reverse punch to his ribs. To my surprise, the blow was enough to actually knock some wind out of him, I'd be concerned but Hachi had made it clear that he did NOT want me to go easy on him.
"Nnhh... Getting better, mate. Now look out for this!" Hachi suddenly gave me a quick warning before lunging his hand out which was outstretched like a chop but I was not ready for it that time as I cringed from his fingers jabbing into my stomach, giving him an opening for another roundhouse kick. Thankfully, I just managed to lean back and miss the kick to the face just by the skin of my teeth before quickly retaliating with a roundhouse kick of my own to the side of his head, a direct hit as he grunted and fell to his knees, rubbing where I had just struck him.
