Haru
Haru looked up at Daiki as he cut himself off at the word 'pup'. A flicker of emotion showed in his eyes, but one couldn't tell because he looked back down as quickly as he looked up. When Fusion died, and even a little bit before that, he did begin to feel a little bit older, a little bit more responsible, and he stopped being so cowardly. If he had still been like that, the way he was before, seeking protection from others constantly, he wouldn't have come out here would he? Haru snapped out of his thoughts, looking toward the sound of Phoenix's bark, almost sighing of relief. "Come on! This way!" He ran off toward the sound, but was suddenly aware of how dark it was under the trees and the night sky. He ignored it and kept on running.