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Post by Kiba on Mar 8, 2006 21:12:36 GMT -5
Cradled in the crook of her masters arm, Hiromi gently licked her newly bandaged paw, though kept her eyes forward and ears perked as she listened to all the bustle around her. Yaku had learned long ago the basics of medicine, required to by his mother and older sister since his family was responsible not only for themselves, but their canine companians as well.
He wondered slightly where Masato had disappeared to, but paused as he saw a group of people eating not too far ahead. He didn't join them, but rather took his place near the base of tree, settinling in the near the roots and letting his small black pup curl into his lap. Closing his eyes he stroked her softly, but his usual grin was nowhere to be seen. No reason to bring it out now, there was no one around. This was why Yaku protected Hiromi so fiercly. She was his best friend, and at times, his only friend.
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