leave a little sparkle

Fuji’s black nose twitched as her slowly golding eyes settled on the large black and red man. He was bigger than the sword wolf, and had horns on his head where the aching bumps had sprouted on her own. She’d stumbled across the slumbering giant entirely by chance, and there was something about the way his tail stretched out, limply and completely restful, that made the small girls slender digits itch.

If she was any larger, the weight of her footfalls would have given her away as she inched closer. She had a faint and fuzzy memory of this one coming to visit, when her eyes were only tiny slits instead of open orbs. She settled herself comfortably on her round bottom and carefully began to run her fingers through the large wolf’s tail, her toes seemingly moving on their own until the fur between them was braided, first one, and then another. Fuji was delighted with the result and continued on her quest to give Hattori the prettiest tail in all Tojo-kai.

“Speech”