Slogging along

While Jiro may not always agree with his father, he was more than happy to always be there for his siblings. When Asahi had asked him to help her find some turtles so they could utilize their shells as bowls, he didn't hesitate agreeing to her plan. Hunting turtles would be easy. He'd hunted them before. Well, rather, happened across a few of them and snagged them before they could crawl their way to safety. Which for a turtle was hard to find when a wolf was smart enough to flip it over and find its soft spots. Really, he felt bad for the things, but nevertheless, the circle of life must go on!

Nosing through the wet leaf litter a few feet away from Asahi in his own little patch, he was so far coming up with nothing. A few garter snakes and some rodents he wasn't sure of the name of, but no turtles. Or tortoise or anything with a hard shell so far. Feeling the probing gaze of his sister nearby, he turns to look at her with a shrug. So both of them weren't having any luck. He wouldn't be giving up now. They would find one soon enough.

"Maybe we should check the stream?" Jiro offers after a few more minutes of nosing through leaf litter. Tired of smelling the scent of rot and decay, he heads over to the stream that burbles quietly through the oak forest. Taking a quick look around, he thought he might have seen movement around the rocks. Had one of the rocks moved? "Asahi, there!" Jiro calls out quietly, poking his nose in the direction of the stream where he had seen the movement.