Bang Two

Linkin Park - In The End (8bit remix)

BIC:: A soft chuckle would escape the brute's maw as the pup sat up. Yes, Obito was a monster. Yes, his insides where stained black. But these where only because of the horrible nature of his existence. Mungu had put souls in his kind's chest a very long time ago. He was no exception to this. He was a benefactor instead. Knowing how to use it from the very start. His touch could be just as soft as it could brutal. From his low crouched position, he would slowly settle himself down to his stomach so as not to be so big or imposing, and he would dip his nose, touching the ground beneath him once in a soft gesture that he meant no harm. His soft smile still in place on his scared lips, he would address the pup once more. "You have nothing to be afraid of here, kidogo moja."

There was a time to wear your hatred and anger like a badge of honor. And there was a time to be kind and gentle. This was the latter of the two. Because for all his love in the call for blood, even a monster such as Obito craved a world that creatures such as he where unfit for. A silly, useless, pointless dream. But wasn't that the point of dreaming? To glimpse the impossible. Among his fondest of dreams where of him sitting atop a cliff, watching the world crumble away around him, leaving nothing but a vast, warm, and bright sunrise over a far and distant hill. An image he was sure very few would every have to ability to understand. The Malkia, perhaps. Maybe she'd even be able to capture it for a brief moment. And if she was willing to earn his approval, he'd lend her his paw however she saw fit to use it. This boy before him, this pup was still innocent. And that's what fascinated him. Life scared all creatures. And despite that unavoidable fact, those with Nafasi in there chests still tried so hard to protect the innocent ones from it.

Again his voice would sound, calm and still. "You are alone. Where are the ones who claim you, kidogo moja?" A fair enough question. He felt safe in his demeanor and positioning that if mother was to suddenly appear he would not seem a threat threat to her.