A Friendship

Kyomi and Racoo were best friends, despite their difference in appearance and priorities.

Racoo cared much more about trees and nuts than Kyomi.

Kyomi cared much more about hot tea and painting than Racoo.

“Hello, my gray little friend,” said Kyomi as she hovered over to the edge of the porch in the early morning.

Racoo was occupied with a little project in the grass when Kyomi paid her morning respects.

“I’ve seem to have lost a rather meaty walnut somewhere around here,” said Racoo, his hands shaking and his exasperated tone indicated that he had been at it for awhile.

Before he could fully look up at Kyomi, she had pulled a perfectly fine walnut from her sweater pocket and was extending it out towards Racoo. He saw the walnut, then flashed a wink and a smile at his wonderful friend as he hopped over to the nut and recpectfully grabbed it out of her hand.

“Thank you, my dear,” Racoo offered.

“You’re most welcome”, said Kyomi.