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bamboo fortress



Kuroo

"Skipper"

Tojo-kai
Kariudo

Master Intellectual (330)

Master Hunter (335)

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age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
33
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
246
player
Bunni

Samhain 2022Statue 5 WorshipDouble Master1KPride - Gay
02-03-2022, 01:48 PM


After a good trot through the maze himself, and possibly getting lost a few times, Kuroo was ready for a break. It hadn't taken long to find the scent of Hattori and make his way with the rest of the pack toward a clearing. Opening up for enough space to fit all of them, he heaved a relieved sigh inwardly toward himself. With the shade of the towering bamboo over him giving a break from the pattering of rain, he turned his gaze over to the behemoth they would now call Kaicho.

Listening with one ear forward, he wondered to himself how they'd ended up here. Both he and his brother had come to this island in search of their father and cousins. Not to join a pack. But they were. Now a part of the Tojo-kai as Hattori named it. It wasn't that he was disappointed. No, just surprised how life was taking a turn in their planned events. Secretly, he wanted to ask Hattori when a meeting with their father could be appointed, but that would be a conversation for another time. He had to prove himself first that he could be useful. Unlike his brother, he didn't really care to fight, but he could if needed.

Already, Hattori had mentioned the need for wolves to fish and craft nets. That was more where his interests lay. Smiling softly, Kuroo stayed quiet until Gin's question was answered. Yes, indeed, they would need to know of permanent meeting space in case anything happened. Still, his body itched to get a move on and do something with his day. Turning his gaze toward their Kaicho, he allowed himself to speak finally.

"No questions, but I think I'll go find some material to start crafting the nets to spread out in the water," Kuroo nodded firmly, trying his best to appear more mature than he had previously. His good-natured and slightly childish personality was always jumping at the bit and tended not to take things so seriously. It was how he got on in life not being so miserable all the time. With that, the splotched boy turned with a nod and a grin toward his brother before disappearing down a path that would lead toward the shore and Manatee Bay.

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kuroo's tamarin, saru, should be assumed near/on him at all times.