Light barely glimmered over the eastern horizon when he awoke. Nostrils triggered by an unfamiliar scent all too close to his den. Fur bristling and lips peeling up as he rose to his paws and stalked from his home. Keeping his head lowered and ears back, he followed the scent on silent paws. Using his knowledge of the bamboo to navigate him toward the outskirts of the territory, he spies a fox with some eggs filling it's mouth. A thief. Anger rises in him as he rushes the fox. Determined to catch the mongrel, Akito follows it at a breakneck pace. Scenery blurs quickly by him until the fox leaps over a large stone and makes its escape into a burrow too small for him to fit.

Out of breath, he stops and plops himself down onto the wet stone. Rain had begun to drizzle around him, wetting his dark coat. Soaking up the droplets to help cool him down, he laps at a puddle near his face. Exhaling deeply, he closes his eyes for a moment. Once he has recollected himself, Akito sits up with tail wrapped around his haunches and front paws placed neatly in front of him. From what he can see through the sheet of rain, he has made it all the way to God's Garden. Though he's frustrated that the fox got away, at least he could take a moment to sightsee while he was there. Perhaps he would even see someone that lived nearby... Not that he was getting his hopes up or anything.

"speech"

Nugget

The night had been peaceful, mostly. If it wasn't for the rain, not that he minded too much. You could probably shove Nugget into a pit of vipers and he still wouldn't mind. That was kind of just the aesthetic of being him he guessed.

He sat up from his sleep amongst the flowers with a wide yawn. His back legs kicked to the side as he did so. He normally slept in a sploot, for comfort, so getting up could be a trick if you didn't know how to do so. And rolling over from his back? Horrible. He could do it it just wasn't easy. He shook his pelt from the wet that had seemed to cling everywhere in these lands. Luckily his pelt was mostly waterproof. His bandana unfortunately was not. He used his mouth to quickly fix his bandana back to the side slightly before standing. His legs went forward in a stretch before he set about for the day.

He had no idea where his day might take him but he should see about breakfast eventually. Maybe he would be lucky enough to find a nest of wild duck eggs or wild chicken eggs. That would be something. He smiled at the thought as he hobbled through the path he had haphazardly carved into the plants. He made for the stone path he had found the night before. Though as soon as he found the path he was stopped. His ears pressing back, not in aggression but in uncertainty. He could see the form of the wolf before him and he was still unsure how the wolves of these lands viewed dogs. Especially small dogs. He would have to chance it though. One couldn't learn things if they didn't speak to the locals.

With a nod to himself he moved forward carefully. His hobbled gait coming to stop in full view as he looked at the only only to drop his gaze to the ground. This was probably a bad idea.

"Talk"
Heart made of glass, isn't it lovely

Lost in a daydream of pretty girls twirling around a dance floor made of sparkling gold, Akito is startled by the sound of someone approaching. The uneven gait against slick stone has him turning to look apprehensively toward the canine. By the way the dog was averting his gaze toward the ground and keeping his distance, Akito figured he was at least not feral, but not as outgoing as other dogs he had met. His brows knit together as he waits a few moments. Was the stranger going to speak or continue to avert his gaze? When the dog doesn't speak, Akito lets out a sigh.

"Can I help you?" He asks, his deep tones rather blunt even if he was in a good mood on the inside.

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Nugget

Anxiety and apprehension at how the other might take him gnaw at the corgi for only mere moments before the other is speaking. He shifts to find a more comfortable way to stand on his foot, lifting his eyes back up to the other. The other seemed kind of unfriendly with his vocals, but maybe he was just gruff? One could hope.

He opens his mouth finally to answer and his own tones, while deep and accented are quieter. "Sorry... Was hoping to just see some friendly faces 'round these parts. Kind of found myself really far from home...." His eyes hold hope but doubt gnaws at his gut. This wolf while definitely different looking from what he's used to, could easily turn on him. He also didn't seem like he was looking for friends, if his voice was anything to go on. Maybe these lands did have a prejudice against dogs too. "Sorry was prolly a stupid notion..."

"Talk"
Heart made of glass, isn't it lovely

A slight raise of his brow, a pinch of lips. His ears flicker to rid the rain from them. He assesses the dog with a critically thoughtful gaze. The canine is tiny, an old injury clear in one leg from how he stands. How had the dog survived all alone? Akito wouldn't call himself prejudice, but he was being raised by a prejudice wolf so... He wouldn't exactly claim himself to be completely friendly to such canines. Especially after the vicious attack on his pack. How was he to trust a dog? Except, by the tell of feeble words falling from trembling lips, Akito had a feeling this one wasn't anything close to dangerous.

"Where is home?" Akito questions. Perhaps he could assist the dog home. He wasn't one to leave someone out to die or fend for themselves. A protector of sorts, even if he was slightly prejudice. "If you need help, I have no plans for my day," Akito adds on, but his expression doesn't change. Not even a hint of smile, but that's normal for the stoic and pensive teenager. Emoting wasn't exactly his thing, but he was far from cruel. And if the dog just so happened to belong to the Hallows or Heidinn, it would be nothing but a good excuse...

"speech"

Nugget

Okay so the wolf didn't immediately attack him, least there was that. He counted himself lucky on that front. He had to remind himself to relax. He could do this, he could make friends with even the worst of them he was sure.

The other asks him where home is and he honestly isn't sure how to tell him he has absolutely no idea. Its not stupidity but the fact that he'd come to these lands in the middle of the night, with a raging storm that felt like it would last forever. "Honestly, I'm not entirely sure which way home is..... and I um, don't know if I wanna go back...." Stupid, stupid, stupid. He mentally berates himself. He sounds so ridiculously pathetic and stupid even to himself. Who would want to be friends with him? Who was he kidding? "Guess I sound just as stupid to ya as I do myself huh?" His ears press and he lowers his hind end with his legs kicking out to the side. Best way to sit honestly with a body as long as his. This way he could lift his odd paw and be comfortable, which is just what he did. He crossed the leg to his other front leg as he sat there. Insecurity danced in his eyes.

"Talk"
Heart made of glass, isn't it lovely

Was it terrible that he didn't feel sorry for the dog? To not know where home was or to not want to return to it was... sad, but that was a choice in Akito's mind. His own life was perfectly fine so he found himself wanting to return at the end of the day. But to simply not want to go back sounded odd. He can't help but have his brows knit further together. The idea of wandering around without a place to be was new to him.

"They call ones like you Loners, without a pack," Akito starts, his monochrome gaze moving from the insecure canine out to the rocky rubble surrounding them. Even though the rain continues to drizzle around them, he doesn't mind it. There's enough fur on his body to keep him warm for the time being. "Self-deprecating comments do not work on me," he adds, his brow unknitting to have one raised, a sidelong glance thrown in the dog's direction. If the guy wanted to wallow in self-pity, he could go throw that party without him.

"How long have you been here? You are in Auster and where we sit is The God's Garden," he lifts a paw to lazily move it around to gesture at the grassy ruins. "There are packs that will take you in if you need a home, protection, whatever it is you're looking for," Akito turns his chin to look back out at the scenery. Did the dog have a plan? Or was he that fresh off the shoreline?

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Nugget

Nugget couldn't help but lift his ears as the other started speaking to him again. The radar dish like appendages almost touching each other as he took in the information. But they fell to the side as the other male said he didn't appreciate the self-depreciating comment. The apology slipped out faster than anything to appease him. "Sorry." Appeasement and pleasing others deep within his bones, it had become a habit to just do it anytime he displeased someone.

He shut up though as the darker male spoke more, telling him where he was and asking him how long he had been here. He had to look down and try to calculate that. He washed up on some shore north of here, and he made his way farther south, but he wasn't against going back north either. "I think like a week or so? I washed up after a bad storm on a shore past this long sandbar, kinda just been moseying around a bit to figure out what I should do and where I want to live, been uncertain cuz I'm not used to bein allowed my own choices." His eyes went up to the others again. God's Garden, Auster. Got it. He could remember those names.

"Talk"
Heart made of glass, isn't it lovely

The apology is ignored this time. He can only assume it's second nature at this point for the dog. Continuing to look out at the field dispersed with granite and stone, he listens as the other speaks. A sandbar north of here? His brows knit back together as he thinks. The only logical area would be the Bifrost which separates the two continents. Taking a week to travel from there to here sounded right if the dog really did have a limp.

Akito lets out a thoughtful noise as he shifts his weight. He doesn't really care to delve into other's personal lives, but the guy sounded lonely and uncertain. Perhaps if he knew just a little more, he could point him in the right direction. "Sounds like you washed up on the Bifrost. It is a strip of sand that bridges Auster to the other continent, Boreas. From there, you would have traveled either around, if you had noticed the scent, or trespassed through a pack lands by the name of The Hallows," he pauses, gaze shifting back to the canine, meeting that heterochromatic gaze.

"Where is it you come from if not from here?" He finally asks, his expression smoothing so that his brow can raise once more.

"speech"

Nugget

His mind is like a sponge as he soaks up the information. He's starting to relax a little. Tension from his shoulders he hadn't even realized he held there easing up. His ears lift and his nub of a tail starts to slowly wag slowly. So Boreas, Auster, and the Bifrost. Strange names but they definitely worked he guessed. But as the other mentions him possibly trespassing he shakes his head. No he definitely went around, he'd had crab dinner at a rocky shore as well after he had skirted the pack.

Then he asked where Nugget had come from. And he isn't sure the other would know the place, but he gives the name of the land regardless. "The land was called Eolanthe, and the Empire that held me was called Sundarias. Dogs are inferior there.... hoping it won't be the same 'round here." He smiles at the other hoping he's making a friend at least. "And what 'bout you? Where do you come from?" he wanted to learn more from the other that was certain. He seemed to know a lot about the lands so he was likely a native to these lands.

"Talk"
Heart made of glass, isn't it lovely

Eolanthe. The name is lost on him and so is the dog's title. He lets out a thoughtful hum toward the comment about dog discrimination. Akito couldn't speak on the issue personally. His own adoptive father and his cultural ideals were not... friendly toward dogs from what he's experienced. He had heard of other packs with dogs for members. Ethne being one and he believed a few others as well. And while the dog's smile is not lost on Akito, he doesn't return it. It's not personal, that's just how he is. "I hail from Tojo-Kai, it is pack here in Auster. The Kaicho is very particular who is allowed to enter our territory which is unusual compared to the lax borders of other Auster packs," he responds out of politeness, his gaze flicking to the dog and then back out toward the field around them. Would the rain ever let up today? "Any other questions?" Akito asks, his gaze dropping to the dog, a minor raise of his brow.