Koshiro's ear twitched, a look of doubt on his face, though he also couldn't help but express a moment of surprise, shocked this larger dog hadn't told him to scram. "Ah, do you think that's possible?" He mused aloud, but no... He didn't want to stop keeping hopeful that Joe was alive somewhere! "That would be great though, thank you!" He perked up a little, nodding to the supposed leader of this territory. He realized that he should explain to the dog what his father looked like, otherwise how would this dog know who he was looking for? "My father's name is Joe. He's an akita mix, like me. He has silver brindle fur, and a few scars on his face and back!" The young male held his breath, awaiting Hansoku's reply. He prayed to the Gods that maybe this dog or one of his followers had seen something, heard something, anything! He had been growing ever doubtful these passed few months that maybe his father was gone after all, he needed something to lift his hopes again!

Koshiro was going to find the source of the scent, perhaps investigate who it was before determining whether he should make an escape for it or not, after all it could just be dogs traveling around like he and his band were! However, the source of the smell had found him first, and the akita mix spun around to lock eyes with the much large stranger.

A kid? He was no kid! He was shorter than this dog that was for sure, and maybe, POSSIBLY, a tad shorter than the average akita because of his mixed breed heritage, but he certainly did not look like a kid! But, ah, he wouldn’t kick up a fuss, not when he didn’t know this strangers temperament. “No sir, I’m not lost. My band of dogs and I are just traveling around. I’ve been looking for my father, and we like to see new sights. Though, I will admit we’ve been here before, just not for a while. My name is Koshiro, do you own this part of land?” He asked politely. He knew it was only right to ask if he was intruding. Truth be told it was something that happened often when he traveled around to so many different places.

With the small commotion between Bella, Shou, Weed, and the strange dog Shawn all cleared up Bella and Shou went on ahead towards the graves of Sirius and Hiro to pay their respects. Bella still held the flowers in her mouth that she had collected back at the field, and carried them gently, taking caution so she would not damage the stems.

As she padded beside her comrade and smiled at him softly she knew this visit wouldn’t be easy, or fun and games, it was always emotional going to see where their loved ones lay buried. For Bella it always made her feel sad, but she knew that for others it could make them angry, or both angry and sad. It was understandable, losing a loved one was not easy, no matter how much time passed why. 

She couls see the grave site coming up ahead, “You ready?” She asked Shou with a gentle, but curious, woof.

Bella smiled to herself, it had been going as planned so far, and the female’s heart pounded in anticipation to leaving this move. Perhaps if she learned this, she could even learn the battouga, or come up with a completely new move that would send enemies running with their tails between their legs! It wasn’t often Bella felt over-confident or full of herself, but just the idea alone made her swell with pride and hope. Then, Ohu and it’s soldiers wouldn’t doubt the power of a female ever again! Heck, why should thy do that even now when Cross and Lydia had already been the living, breathing examples of a female power house?! Guys were so thick-headed!

Bella snorted at her brother’s comment as they reached their destination, “Whatevs! I’m sure I can handle whatever is thrown at me! Now, go on, show me what your move is made of and I’ll follow along!” Bella encouraged, jumping up onto the same rock as Orion, though giving the male room to demonstrate and explain to her how to do the move. Surely she could pull this off, and she could be the booby-master! Or, well, she would be good at it anyway!