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Usagi

Usagi glanced over to his brother and quirked a brow as he apologized for his apparently impolite approach. Was he really that vulgar? Wasn’t this guy from their homeland as well, what with his mottled coat so similar to those on Iga? It wasn’t like the male, though clearly of some stance and stature, had some clear adornement stating he was a superior being of sorts. Still, he knew better than to snap a flashy retort to Kuroo’s scattered greeting, glancing away with the irritation he couldn’t hide at the mention of him being a tad eager. As if. He wasn’t eager to find their father, it was their damn mission. Find him, and get answers, that’s all he wanted. He wanted it all laid out on the metaphorical table - why he had left him and his brother without a single words, why he so flagrantly pranced about without a care about the lives he left behind. True, he was already making assumptions about a person he nor his family had ever met, but the stories their mother told gave him enough to paint a vibrant picture, untainted with rose-golde lenses. If anything, the lenses he saw through were cracked, marred with smears. He was a pessimist about it all, through and through. To top it off, he hadn’t made a good impression upon the large male they’d encountered, as his mannerisms were brash, blunt, and coarse at best. Kuroo maintained at least some semblance of delicate wording, but then again..he was Kuroo. Usagi was, well himself. He didn’t know how else to act.

Staying quiet as Kuroo spoke, he let his chartreuse gaze wander briefly before his brother sat down, nudging his shoulder against his own. Usagi let his shoulders drop somewhat, realizing he had been tensely carrying them this whole time. However, he still maintained a genuine, but guarded curiosity about this fellow. He felt the behemoth’s eyes bore in theirs, as if judging not only his mannerisms and appearance, but even his damn soul. Usagi remained unbothered, stance neutral. He’d let the other koi wolf observe him and even scirn him up and down if he needed to, he didn’t care much what he thought of them. Whether or not the male believed him and Kuroo to be nothing but bottomfeeders in a vast nobility of their homeland didn’t make him the least bit annoyed. He care for his brother, his only family, more than anything else in the world. He only wished for Kuroo to be happy and well. Secondary, though important as well, was finding their father.

As the massive splotched wolf inquired about who they were looking for, standing tall yet not overly guarded, Usagi’s chartruse, observant gaze landed upon the Shogun as he said, this time more careful about his tone, "We came here in search of our father. His name is Raijin." He paused, allowing it to sit in the air for consideration before calmly adding, "Have you heard of him?" Perhaps it seemed to be jumping the gun a bit to assume this man knew their father, but then again, if they located this koi wolf, he might likely know more in this land - there had to be some sense of where he was, and he was likely recognizable among the natural pelted wolves, no doubt. It would be difficult not to notice him. After his words, he fell silent, awaiting an answer with a slight shift in his brute attitude. Still, the fire within him was clearly aflame in his green gaze - and it was not a flame easily put out.

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