[ ...Huh. It seems like her carrier has the right idea. Shirosabe watches the crow hobble off with some interest, before hopping down on to trot on after it. Minato watches his carrier slink away before deciding to settle on his own. And that meant leaning back against the wall outside the main doors.
He can wait. He's patient. Remarkably patient, actually. Although it becomes decidedly more difficult as the smells start to accompany the plethora of sounds sneaking out from underneath the door.
Is that--yes, that growl is not, in fact, a monster, but his stomach. So hungry...
But when she does come out, it's so very worth it. The light in his eyes is the kind that can only accompany what is about to be a pretty awesome meal. His eyes widen, brows raising. There might as well be animated sparkles and a holy glow coming from this chicken. ]
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He can wait. He's patient. Remarkably patient, actually. Although it becomes decidedly more difficult as the smells start to accompany the plethora of sounds sneaking out from underneath the door.
Is that--yes, that growl is not, in fact, a monster, but his stomach. So hungry...
But when she does come out, it's so very worth it. The light in his eyes is the kind that can only accompany what is about to be a pretty awesome meal. His eyes widen, brows raising. There might as well be animated sparkles and a holy glow coming from this chicken. ]
...It looks perfect. They look tender and juicy.