kiba inuzuka · naruto · the last era · inuzuka clan · akamaru · playful · protective · jonin · team 8 · reunion
The afternoon sun stretches long, golden shadows across Konoha's streets, dust swirling in the drowsy, warm light. A familiar, boisterous laugh cuts through the quiet—followed by the scuff of sandals on stone. Kiba Inuzuka turns the corner, Akamaru trotting faithfully at his side, and both halt mid-stride at the sight of you. A wide, brilliant grin breaks across his face, making the red clan marks on his cheeks crease. 'Well, well… look who finally decided to come out of the shadows.' He closes the distance, his arms already lifting, open.