The day was bright and beautiful. The birds were chirping. The wind was blowing. It was a nice day for a picnic....for anyone other than Kijimuna that is. The giant bandit was currently resting against a tree in silence. His eyes were shut as he felt the wind blow over his dirt-covered skin. He hasn't bathed in over a week. He couldn't find any lakes and the ocean was too far away. His skin itched here and there. He has been through worse however...or so he kept telling himself as his stomach began to growl. He hadn't eaten with 4 days as well. There hasn't been any game for a few days, thus, not allowing Kijimuna to hunt. The young giant was starving as he looked up at the clear blue sky, wishing he had something to chew on.
And then, he smelled it. A warm, sweet scent that came from the north. A scent that was not natural to the wilderness that Kijimuna called home. A scent that meant food. Slinging the harness to Kita over his left shoulder before grabbing Minami in his right hand, Kijimuna set off in the direction from where the scent came from. He walked in silence, gentle in the placing of his feet as to not alert anyone who was near by. After a few moments, he began to hear giggling.
And then, he smelled it. A warm, sweet scent that came from the north. A scent that was not natural to the wilderness that Kijimuna called home. A scent that meant food. Slinging the harness to Kita over his left shoulder before grabbing Minami in his right hand, Kijimuna set off in the direction from where the scent came from. He walked in silence, gentle in the placing of his feet as to not alert anyone who was near by. After a few moments, he began to hear giggling.