Kiba's eyebrows raised, his eyes going like dinner plates as he stared at the girl suddenly up in his space. He was red in an instant, melding with the scarlet of his tattoos as the blush burned furiously in his cheeks and the tip of his ears. Damn it... He could tell he was being played here, but he wasn't exactly one for strong resistance.

"Sure, that sounds good.." he mumbled, half pouting and half frustrated with the way his own proverbial tail was wagging at being called 'Captain'. "But I don't wanna be the one kept back just for tracking. Let the guy with the summons over here do that since he gives the least shits outta all of us," he jerked a thumb at Kakashi, then folded his arms and puffed out his chest, which might have looked a little more dominant had it not been for his pink face. "Akamaru and I aren't just a pair 'a noses, y'know. We're kick-ass at offensive attacks, too."

Mostly he was just sulking at not getting a chance to shine. He'd be happy with taking his time as long as he got a good majority percentage of the limelight.