A few animated tears prickled down his cheeks, feelings of pride and happiness erupted in chest once again. The young squirt was surely his, no doubt. Stubborn and without a doubt a copy of him. Screw the Gods. This kid will surely be the death of him one day.
“Alright, I’m sure you will.” Kiba replied, stopping from his tracks as he offered his hand to her. “Hold papa’s hand, don’t wanna let them ugly monsters to kidnap you—-yeah?”
“ daaad, you’re gettin’ all teary eyed again!! “ she let a big toothy grin slip past her mouth, her hand worming it’s way into his. her hands were small and soft, almost like cat paws. or, maybe more like dog paws? regardless, they were warm as her fingers wrapped around kiba’s hand. “ and by the way, the only ugly monster here is my appetite!! “
