[ when you smell like sasuke uchiha, it's difficult not to find him! for good measure, the wolf pads closer to brush her snout against his pants legs, giving them a good, constant sniffsniffsniff to brand it into her memory.
you shall be, young man.
she regards him a moment more before being on her way. over sasuke's head falls the blossom of a wildflower, pink and lively. no trees seem to be in sight, but its energy has a familiar source, if he were to track anything. it's from the wolf, an extra thanks, or perhaps an agreement. ]
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you shall be, young man.
she regards him a moment more before being on her way. over sasuke's head falls the blossom of a wildflower, pink and lively. no trees seem to be in sight, but its energy has a familiar source, if he were to track anything. it's from the wolf, an extra thanks, or perhaps an agreement. ]