#cordat

(1/3) The younger Kirowl pouted. "Zachie, you're the worst!" He explained. Karowl groaned. "It's not my fault you don't understand a thing, little Kirowl-Zorche. If you don't then I'm gonna have to be mean!" "You're always mean!" "You're always stupid!" Karowl retorted. "Now listen here, just do it like this!" she showed him how to make a ice heart again. Kirowl tried to make it, but made a lump of ice. "I can't do it! I won't be able to make a thing out of my ice powers !" He exclaimed. "What is it?" Cordat, the high priest and their teacher asked. "I can't do it Master Cordat! I can't make a thing!" Kirowl looked like he would cry. Yuku wanted to hug him so much. She knew he'd get so much better. "Your not even trying!" Karowl exclaimed. "I am! I made ice, see? Zachie is such a meanie!!" He said. "Poopy head!!" Yuku couldn't help but giggle at him calling her a poopy head. "Kirowl, respect your Zachie." Corday said. "Karowl, be nice to your Zorche. Ki's a bit slow I admit, but he'll get it." Kirowl frowned. "why am I so slow? Am I stupid?" He asked. "Your not stupid, you idiot!" Karowl exclaimed. Cordat sighed. "Sibling rivalries, I remember me and Conrad arguing too…"