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"Marks"
Keith hurriedly rushed through the halls of the Blade of Marmora headquarters, followed by his mother. After the fight with the clone Shiro, Keith requested a period of time with his pack. Allura understood and opened up a wormhole outside the twin black holes and giant blue star setup that protected the base.
It didn't take long to reach the room that held the nest belonging to the four highest ranking Blades, Krolia, and Keith. The door opened, and Keith all but dove into the nest, pleased that his entire pack was waiting for him and his mom.
A whine caught Keith's attention as he entered the nest. He locked eyes with his pack as he let out a questioning noise. A tail tugged Keith closer and onto Antok's lap, where Keith settled with a soft purr.
"What happened, kit?"
"Does it hurt?"
"Who hurt you? I'll kill them!"
"If you let him answer, you would have your answer!" Krolia snapped as she entered the nest, settling next to her kit's head. Keith purred in greeting to his mom. "Hello, my kit. You're going to have to explain your burn carefully, so the others won't go off after the one responsible."
"Kind of hard to go after the one responsible since I took care of him already," Keith retorted.
"Please explain what happened, kit," Kolivan requested.
Keith sighed. "So, the Shiro we found was a clone being controlled by Haggar. To make a long story short, I ended up having to fight him, and he gave me this burn. I won after that, and now, we have the real Shiro back. This doesn't hurt anymore."
Antok carefully and gently stroked the burn that stretched across his cheek. "This looks similar to your mother's cheek stripes."
Krolia stroked her kit's hair. "I hadn't noticed before, but you're right, Antok."
Thace came closer and sat down behind Krolia but still within petting distance of Keith. Kolivan was on Keith's other side, the leader sitting next to his mate. Ulaz was sitting directly beside Keith near Krolia. Thace began grooming Krolia's headfur, eliciting a purr from his surrogate sister his while his mate nuzzled Keith's neck, earning a purr from the kit. Kolivan, whose braid had been undone by his mate, was stroking Keith's cheek; however, it wasn't the one with his burn, especially since Antok was still stroking it.
"You told us about that one, kit, but what caused this one?" Kolivan asked.
"What are you talking about? I only got one burn."
"Then, this mark must be a sign of your Galra heritage, kit," Kolivan reasoned, still stroking the mark on his left cheek.
"Why would it show up now?" Keith questioned.
"Maybe it's a sign of you becoming more at ease with your instincts or maybe because your mother is back in your life. Whatever the reason, it suits you," Ulaz replied.
Krolia paused stroking her kit's hair to groom it. Keith's purr turned up in volume. "So, I look a bit more like you, Mom? I like it."
Krolia went back to stroking her kit's hair. "So do I, kit. So do I."
Fin