Cerulean Cape spring

Hakumele had thought he felt eyes on him, so it was of no surprise when someone called out. He turned his head, raising a brow at the silver-coated child - it was strange to see a pup alone in an area like this.

Where's your mother? He was quick to ask, his brow furrowing. Haku wasn't so good with kids, despite having two of his own. Once they were old enough to sit still and listen to his teachings he could deal with them a bit better, but at this age he found his efforts to be hopeless.

Pulling his meal to his chest, his eyes moved about for a moment with hopes of spotting a parent - preferably one who didn't appear angry.