wait, when did this valley get here?

Jiro is content to collect his marigolds. The sweet, yet bitter tasting flowers weren't enough to satiate his hunger, but at least it quelled the bubbles gurgling in his tummy. His pile was slowly growing and as he noticed them, he wondered if he could make a flower crown out of some. The stems were rather long and would make for carrying them around much easier. Especially since he hadn't bothered to snag a satchel and bring it with him.

As he swallows another marigold, a brown wolf rushes toward him, letting out happy barks into the once quiet air. Rolling onto his side to see her better, he lets his tail thump against the grass a few times. Giving her a lazy smile in return, he doesn't startle easily or move quickly in case she's a nervous one. His size could intimidate some after all.

"Well, Leora, I am Jiro and I'm just pickin' some marigolds to pass the time. What're you up to?" He cants his head in question before reaching down to grasp one of the said marigolds and offers it to her.