Kiba
Narrative: Open to all
Character: Kiba, Akamaru
General Setting: Kibas room, Second floor hallway
Summary: Kiba just got back from walking Akamaru
Warnings: Snaps and snarls =D
Kiba walked silently in the halls, returning from the outside. It was much funner out there, than it could ever be in here. Kiba let his hands sloth forward as he created a low growl like sound emerged from his throat.
"This unifoarm sucks." He said glancing down towrds his dog, who he hoped the teachers wouldn't discover. "Right boy? I mean, every one here is all, clean and rude. I mean, it's like they don't give a rats ass about you." His back arched backwards as he created a better posture for himself, and kept walking on forward.
As he approched his room, whom he had to share with one of the girliest looking guys on the planet, he bent down to pick up Akamaru. His dog leaped into his arms like he always had as he didn't even bother knocking.
He reared his foot back, and kicked the door open with force, instead of turning the door knob. Not really knowing or caring if he had just broken the door, he walked in as he always had.
His mind whirled as he saw his room mate, Deidara. Only giving his a short glance, he mummbled unknown nonsense about his hair being to long, or how he smelled. He walked over to his side of the room, and placed Akamaru down on the ground, but the dog pounced onto his bed without so much of a bark.
Unlike most, Kiba could care less if a dog was in his bed. He enjoyed the earthy smell Akamaru gave off. Instead of the boys who scented of rich, sharp clean scents. Being only the start of his day, he flopped on the bed with a sigh, ignoring anything his roommate said, and if he didn't, oh well.
Kiba was tired, and that was all the matter to him.