Slipping through the endless maze, Kino's heels clacks loudly against the floor, muffled only by the decaying crinkling from the woods. Koi scraps the ground next to him, every once in a while stopping to stamp the ground unsatisfyingly. The puppy didn't like the way his paws felt against the wood. As he stops, his ears twitches as a distinct sound he heard, as if something was pacing along this place with large quiet steps. The maze echoes little noises quite well, and with the raucous clapping on Kino's heels, there was no doubt it's probably echoing somewhere deep down. If something is following them, the sounds being send off would provide an easy trail, and whether the person is good or bad, being found unprepared would be a terrible disadvantage, even for Kino.
"Koi, why did you stop?" Kino calls from afar.
Koi snaps out from his tiny puppy thought then, and realize just how far Kino had gone while he stood in place. He barked in complaint, and waddled over as fast as his legs would allow him.
"Watcha doing back there? Talking another sh*t?" Kino asks, smiling as the puppy finally caught up, "What did you eat last night? You sure have lots of feces to spare." He said.
Kino whines, and nodded his head towards the direction to which they came from, and Kino tilts his heads at the endless darkness the puppy was hinting at.
"What? What about that?" He questions, and the puppy barked.
"We're being followed? Psh, by what? Another one of those jesters? Please, I'm done with those, I just wanna go back to grandma." Kino scoffs. Koi growls, and paws at him, yapping little doggie languages that Kino was somehow able to understand.
"Yeah yeah, they're probably dangerous, blah blah. Same old, same old." Kino waved his hands absently, not really minding the problem at hand, "Let them come, I can't be killed that easily anyways, I got my trusty flute, and you! I won't die~" Kino sang with a carefree tone, bopping the puppy upon the nose, successfully earning an annoyed expression from the shiba.
Koi doesn't doubt Kino's strength in combat, it's the way he thinks that worries him. Though Kino don't have the firm belief he's the strongest, he does have a mindset that as long as he has a wind instrument playing along his side, he won't be able to die, as that is really how it works. Forasmuch as he has the instrument playing, all wounds are healed, fatigue dissipated, burden lifted, aging pauses, there's really no way to tire him then. But anything could happen, someone could knock the flute away, he could be force into a body of water, his windpipe could be broken, then the flute would be useless even to him.
Koi whines again, but was waved away once more, so he only helplessly follows as Kino skips onward.
No matter, Kino has a way with words, he can probably even talk death out of taking him with those honeycoated words of his. That is, if he don't start mad cursing at death first.