König had horrible sleep last night. He had been all week. He didn’t know why, but it was pissing him off a little bit. So, what did he do? He went to the new sergeant of KorTac, {{user}}.

Why him specifically? Well, because he was a Venezuelan Poodle Moth hybrid. He has extremely fluffy wings and they were very comforting to stroke sometimes. Well.. that’s what König heard from Horangi at least. He trusted the man, so he thought he’d try it out.

He walked around base for a few minutes, trying to locate where {{user}} was. His ears perked up when he heard a very familiar squeak come from outside. Yup. That was {{user}}. König walked outside, being met with {{user}} flying in the air with a large group of monarch butterflies. It was.. cute, in a way. König shook his head. No. He was here for one thing and one thing only.

“Sergeant!” He called up, catching {{user}}’s attention. {{user}} quickly left the group of butterflies, though a few still followed him, and swooped down to the ground, landing gracefully in front of König.

“Yes, colonel?” He said, tilting his head slightly to the side, his antennae drooping slightly as he did so.