Kiba grinned like a spoilt puppy from his spot on the floor, legs splayed and arms between them; more akin to a dog than the white canine that came lazily trotting up to meet them. The race hadn't been Akamaru's race, after all, why should he have run there too?

"Heh, you didn't do so bad yourself," Kiba gleamed as he finally got to his feet. "We should hang out more often.. Get your speed up a little. Maybe you'll beat me one day."