So take my hand and drown with me

Usagi had tracked his prey further than he initially planned - much further. Still, the deer he had been dutifully following was nice and meaty, and with additional mouths to feed in Tojo-Kai, he couldn’t afford to let this creature get away. They’d need it for the Auster winter - even if the cold was minimal, the nights were chilly from the sea winds, and the fat of the prey he was looking at were quite valuable. Not to mention their hides. Thus, the koi wolf trekked out of his usual bounds within the bamboo maze and the bay. Let Kuroo fish to his heart’s content - Usagi was pleased with the more earth-dwelling things. However, the distance he had gone was significantly further than he liked, and the deer was ultimately lost from his scent trail. Pausing by the edge of the trees, the male sighed heavily, catching his breath from the jogging pace he’d kept for..well, it had to be at least a few hours. Now that he glanced about, his mossy gaze barely concealing his gnawing irritation, where in the hell did he end up?

To his right, another shoreline had appeared, its sandy expanse shimmering with a pecular glittery shine. In the afternoon sun, the glitter became bright, obnoxious flashes, to which he had to squint with a grunt. He’d neve rencountered such a bright, eye-burning beach before, and since he and Roo had arrived, he found he’d encountered far too many beaches. Then again, the whole continent was surrounded by a vast ocean, so the landmarks were inevitable to begin with. Amidst his grumpy squinting, he was about to turn back towards the bamboo maze when the sight of a few splintered wooden planks caught his eye. There were several, all much too clustered together to be old fragments. His narrowed gaze then settled upon a more alarming sight - a heaving wolf who’d clearly been in the water. Putting two and two together, Usagi wondered if the figure in the distance had crashed on the shore. Though his cold heart told him not to help, something tugged him towards this figure in particular..something familiar. He couldn’t quite explain the feeling, and he certainly couldn’t shake it. He glanced back at the horizon behind him, then sighed heavily and followed his gut towards the shores.

Flicking his bunny tail, Usagi trotted over towards the clesrly soaked wolf, only then pausing and realizing the feeling he wasn’t able to shake was, in fact, a good hunch. This guy..he was familiar. The chimera-like, split appearance of the male was unmistakeable, and suddenly he paused, staring down at the man with fragmented memories of his childhood flickering in his thoughts. No, gods, it couldn’t be. He’d left him in Iga. They hadn’t talked in ages, practically. Clearing his throat, Usagi let his monotonous, yet somehow shock-tinged words fall from his lips. His scowl softened if only to ask the male as he lowered his head to the male, < "Kunai..is that you? How the hell did you end up here?" The question fell into silence, and suddenly abandoning his stiff, flame-tempered nature to snap at his Akita and antlered cat companions to fetch some dry wood for a fire, and perhaps some cloth to dry off the man’s fur, Usagi stepped back from the male to give him more space, as well as process the fact that, out of all the places they could’ve reunited, the childhood friends encountered each other, by chance, on a damn beach in a land thousands of miles from home. How odd.

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