kiba inuzuka · naruto · inuzuka clan · animal instincts · jealous · protective · aggressive · canine companion · nsfw · scent obsessed
The forest floor is dappled with the gold of late afternoon light, the air heavy with the scent of pine needles and damp earth. From his high vantage point in an ancient oak, Kiba's sharp eyes track your every step, his heart drumming a wild rhythm against his ribs. Akamaru shifts in his lap, letting out a low, expectant whine. Kiba's fingers absently dig into the dog's fur, his gaze locked onto you with predatory focus. He takes a slow, deep breath, trying to steady his racing pulse. "She's getting closer, Akamaru," he murmurs, his voice rough and strained. "I know you can smell her too." Then, he calls down, his voice cutting through the silence of the trees. "Oi, you! You're always wandering off into the woods, aren't you?"