The silver man would tell Mars his name, which ended up being Niro Takekuro. The tri-colored beast cocked his head in curiosity of the name, finding it odd, and very close to another name that he knew. Orin Takekuro had been a little pink haired woman that had came onto his porch one day and tried to touch his guitar, and then he ended up going with her through Lunenberg and finding some awesome costumes and they played a little bit of a game. It's a pleasure Mr. Niro. Mars spoke, even though the kid was obviously younger than he. Think polite thoughts Mars, and you'll be good. The wolfdog would have his attention drawn away from Niro when the golden woman, Annan showed up. Mars took a step back, and his mismatched ears had fallen back on his head. He felt shy again, his maw pointed to the ground, and his eyes shied away from Annan and Niro. Annan would greet him though, and he would nod lightly. Good afternoon Annan. the man would calmly let the words pass his lips. He was embarrassed that he now had someone who knew him see him without clothes on. He felt self conscious now that he wasn't minding his own business and working on what he was working on. His mother was the one who had instilled this fear in his mind that he was an ugly monster that needed to hide under clothing. He always did wear clothes and he felt secure in them, or at least as secure as he could.
The wolf dog held his curled tail low, to where it was completely relaxed, but his flighty stance that he held in his large form spoke of his nervousness at the moment, even if his tail was relaxed. The woman would ask him if he wanted help out of his harness. The man had immediately shot up and shook his head shyly. No, thank you Ms.Annan. the quietly declined when his father would walk over. Mismatched ears would stand up on his head, as he looked over to his dad. He gave a smile to Rurik as his father would greet the group and then dig for a cigarette in his pocket. Rurik would offer one to Mars as well, which would be accepted, so he reached up and grabbed the cigarette butt with his mouth and then he pointed it at his dad. Peese? mumbled from between his lips to ask his father to light it and when he did, he inhaled lightly and let the smoke come from his nose. He'd sit down where he was, next to his father and he'd look to the mohawked boy. Niro would speak about how four wouldn't be enough to take down moose, so they would have to settle for elk. Mars could do Elk. Mars had gotten a doe down before (though he was weird about killing larger animals because he thought that one day he might loose control and attack Vox on accident) but if it meant eating good and spending time with his dad, then so be it.
Mars would look at the bird, a red tailed hawk. He said nothing about the bird or the hunt at the moment, deciding to be silent and to smoke his cancer stick.
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