life is cruel

Usagi was patient, solemn and silent as his brother cried, grieving for his close friend. He let him sob for as long as he needed to, but simultaneously keeping his left ear perked, swiveling at every noise in the silent woodland. Even if it seemed the danger had passed with the tragic events that took place here, he wondered if the one responsible had gone that far from the crime scene. Maybe they had fled once they did the crime, dragging the evidence with them. As Kuroo shook and shuddered, Usagi let him lean against his side, and he leaned into his brother for comfort as he remained alert for both of them. If the bastard who did this dared to show their face..the Hohei wouldn't hesitate to slice it off right there and then. Avenging Kuroo's friend. His packmate. She had done nothing to deserve such a sudden end to her life. And that was unforgiveable. Worthy of execution, in his eyes.

Usagi glanced dow as Kuroo glanced up from the bloodstained earth, his expression warped in pure pain and grief. Why would anyone do this? The thought lit a fire in his chest, his temper creeping into his bones. He was ready to hunt down this murderer, but he remained where he was. He couldn't leave Kuroo, not like this. Instead, he tensed his jaw, looking down at the piebald koi and then glancing to face the horizon. "I don't know. But definitely someone with no regard for innocent lives." The only explanation. As Kuroo glanced back down, ready to weep again, he mentionec there were more scents intermingled with Sayuri's. Usagi nodded, already scenting the fading smells in his nose. It twitched, capturing multiple people. Multiple victims. His jaw clenched even more, eyes hardened with a bubbling rage. Whoever did this was scum of the earth. He was a hound ready to hunt, a crocodile ready to snap its jaws on its prey. He wanted to hunt this monster, hurt it the way it hurt Sayuri, and the anger nearly made him forget he had to remain with his brother, keep him safe and comfort him."I will avenge them. I will avenge her." He said simply, his voice flat yet cold as a snap of frost. It was perhaps in this state that Usagi was most fearsome - wanting to take revenge for what this thing did to Sayuri and other victims. They didn't deserve to die. None of them did.

Speech