Soft Fur {peko&gundam}
It was hard not to overhear as Gundam Tanaka introduced himself earlier on in the class period-- his introduction was booming and flashy. His appearance was also unforgettable. However, the reason that Peko considered him remarkable were the hamsters he raised in his muffler. Every so often, they would poke their heads through or jump into his palms... quite adorably, she might add. She trained her eyes on him throughout the class period, attempting to pay attention to the lesson and sneak looks at his hamsters throughout.
She was weighing out whether or not she should try and speak to him once class ended. Animals... so fluffy, warm, and loyal. Peko loved them... however, they didn't tend to reciprocate that feeling. Most animals could sense the ferocity inside of her and ran away whenever she came near them. The kitties that came to play by the dojo, the sparrow she'd once tried to raise... She found them adorable, but it seemed through training to be a master swordswoman that she was fated to watch them from afar, rather than to feel their soft fur or watch them up close like she wanted to.
However... Hamsters branded with the title 'The Dark Gods of Destruction' must have been noble and courageous enough to face her. Or at least, she could hope that was the case. And Tanaka himself would have to consider her worthy to even pet his hamsters in the first place. When class came to an end, she decided to approach him. It was worth a try, she supposed. If anything, perhaps he would be able to teach her how to go about approaching animals without scaring them off...
"Tanaka, may I have a word with you?" She asked, adjusting the shinai she wore on her back to accommodate the schoolbag she strung over her shoulder. She eyed his muffler for a moment, wondering to herself how he could possibly raise four hamsters inside.
