not in Kansas anymore

Something about Styrmir reminds him of his brother, Kaizen. The rigid, formality of the pup is a bit uncanny, but it was at least something he could work with. A smirk grows on his dark lips as his tail gives a few wags. "See a badger is this uh idk its an animal. It's black with two white stripes and it lives in dens under trees. I'll show ya," Jiro is quick to turn on his paws, nose to ground, and looking for that familiar musky scent badgers give off.

It doesn't take long until he picks it up, tail wagging furiously as he speeds up his pace. Once they maneuver through the woods, Jiro pulls up quickly when he spies the badger's den. "See there, that's a badger den. Ya can tell because it smells kinda like mushrooms and fresh dirt," his whisper is a bit loud, but it'll do. "We gotta find a way to lure it out of its den so we can snag it. Got any ideas?" He turns his silvery gaze to other boy to see what he has to say.