warm morning, i wait

It would be an understatement to say Kuroo knew anything that happened outside of Tojo-kai. Since he and his brother had joined Hattori Hanzo in this venture, Kuroo had only gone north into Boreas to fish once. That journey had indeed been fun, but he was content to stay and work on his net system in the bay. The boy felt worthy and good of himself to know he was assisting in keeping the pack fed. Especially now that their numbers were growing, they were always going to need a fresh supply of fish. So really, Kuroo knew the maze and the bay and nothing of any other packs. He and Usagi hadn't cared to learn about the other packs and their politics since their main goal was to find their father. Which they had thankfully accomplished.

Now that the invitation had arrived to invite Tojo-kai to this "Summer Festival," Kuroo was interested. Maybe it would be nice to go out and meet new wolves. Or maybe he would see Sverre again! Or he and Sayuri could travel there together? Or he could go with the rest of the pack and have some fun! The possibilities were endless as he made his way from the bay back into the maze. Having spent most of his morning cleaning up after some random shark attack, he was quite smelly and needed a bath. His original destination was the bathing area near his den, but the sound of paws pacing in the dirt caught his attention.

Curious, the piebald boy made his way toward the sound. As he rounded the corner, he saw Sayuri-chan looking rather entranced in something. Tilting his head slightly to the side, he grabbed a fish from the small rack he was currently carrying and tossed it her way. He had been meaning to take the fish back to get them smoked for his own personal reserve, but sharing was caring, right? Sliding the rack from his shoulders and leaning it against the bamboo, Kuroo shot the girl a smile. "Sayuri-chan, what's on your mind?" He asked curiously as he took a seat with a loud thud and a few swipes of his tail in the dirt.

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