thank goodness she's walking behind him or he'd notice the brief side-eye given at his curt reply. then again, if he had noticed, it would barely phase the hyuuga. a hint of judgement flashes across her mind. what, is he is too busy to be bothered to set a few bowls out for them? for a short while, hinata follows the kage in silence. eyes wander to the strays picking up their pace, slinking their bodies against his legs as he keeps onward.
its a stark difference from their last meeting to now. does he only reserve his well of human decency to animals and not the people he governs? color her surprised. once sasuke comes to a halt in a rather well kept area, hinata awkwardly waits for his direction. instead, he backtracks to his earlier reply, leaving her subtly stunned by his honesty. so he does care—in his own, roundabout ways.
" mm. i see .. " the agitation in her face thaws as her attention pans to the small colony circling their feet. " there are a lot of them. it makes sense to spread them out. " hinata muses silently, thinking he may be the only one caring for them.
deciding between bowls or the scattering the food across ground, sasuke's sudden suggestion prompts a surprised look to cast across her face.
" eh? .. oh. uhm, i suppose i can try that. " a lick of hesitance paints her voice. in truth, she's never fed a cat from her hands before, or has she tried to do so—not even with the few that wander along the hyuuga premises. while these find the uchiha's presence familiar, they may find themselves cautious of her.
turning to face the colony clustering together, hinata moves away just a bit from the group and bends down, setting the bag onto the ground before prying it open. the sound elicits their demanding meows, as if they were saying now, feed me now! scooping bits of dry food in between both palms, a few contenders curiously lean towards her. curiously sniffing the dry food, their long whiskers tickle her skin.
its then she watches one of the cats—white, with black markings splotched along its body and head—grazing its mouth into her hand, crunching the kibble with its tiny fangs. staying still, the clan leader watches in awe. another tends to her right hand—a small tabby, adorned with black &brown stripes—nibbling at the kibble.
a light chuckle leaves her lips, basking in the felines close to her.
" aah .. they're really hungry, aren't they? "
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