Oh dear, what have we here?

Akito · 05-19-2023, 07:48 AM

The freckled monochrome pup was lost in thought. Stormy grey eyes glossed over as if he sees nothing but the forest around him. The spider that floats in the wind to the next leaf. The mouse that trembles beneath a low hanging branch. The wind that rustles the brush on either side of him. His own fur is damp was the sprinkle of a winter rain washes over the terrain. A slick coat to wear, but nothing to complain about either. It almost reminds him of the before, before they were out in the world, but much colder. He almost enjoys it.

An ear flicks to the side as his nose twitches. Familiar. Who? His stormy gaze turns as his paws pause in the mush of the path. Ah, Erik. His name much different than his own, but brothers nonetheless. Their mother had been upfront about their possible different fathers, but how she knew who came from who had been a question she couldn’t answer. Jus’ the way ye look. She had told him in her thick Archer accent. It had been an answer that Akito wouldn’t agree with, but mother always knew best and he would nod and appreciate her forwardness nonetheless.

Though he sees his brother and notices his approach, words do not leave his lips. A gentle ‘hmph’ in greeting as if he were clearing his throat is the only sound that perhaps leaves the boy. Whether his brother hears him above the patter of rain drops upon leaves is up to his brother. Turning back toward the path with his attention back on the oaks around him, he continues. If his brother would like to join him in his walk through the woods, he is more than welcome to, but Akito will not wait for him.

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