a slice of paradise

Silence stretched over them in a comfortable way. It was almost palpable as the three males examined their surroundings. Everything they knew from home was suddenly... here. Thin bamboo stalks reach high overhead to spread a canopy of leafy branches. Water burbled quietly from the pond as the ever-changing shadows of cats kept his sense on the alert. Kuroo's attention was fully caught by the shimmer of koi scales just beneath the surface. He could feel his chest tighten and eyes feel dry as he watched them swim from one end to the other. What he wouldn't give to go home one more time...

Pulled from his memories at the sound of the Kaicho's deep timbre, he lifted his head with a sniffle from his nose. "As if a slice of home was dropped here in Auster," Kuroo's voice is hushed, a mere whisper carried over the gentle breeze that wafted around the clearing. One ear turned to listen to a faint scratching that probably was nothing more than the feral cats that called this place home. Taking a seat at the edge of the pond with his tail wrapped neatly around his haunches, he let his gaze drift back to the surface of the water. Mesmerizing and relaxing all at the same time.

"Speech"