As he is walking down the street, he notices a
little boy running towards him and already, he
knows he’s grinning. It has been a while since
he hasn’t since that little cute face around. He’s
not offended in the slightest when the child
greets Akamaru first; instead, Kiba crouches
down to get to his height.
”Hey, you!”

⌈ ほのお ⌋—- After he played woth the dog’s white fur, Honō turned to the older with a bright smile. His hand reached for his hair and ruffled it as well, because his father told him that the Inuzuka was also part dog and the young boy took it seriously.
“—Kiba-jichan! Is it true y-you’re…you’re like a werewolf? Only a dog? L-like a weredog?”
"I’ll talk about that to your mom, alright?“ What a deception it would be for the little guy when he’ll learn once much...
⌈ ほのお ⌋—- He stared at awe at the man’s sharp canines, unconsciously feeling his own and realizing it was blunt....