ruled by secrecy

Hanako · (This post was last modified: 08-31-2020, 05:32 PM by Hanako.)

Hanako had news to share but it wasn't what the Warlord would want to hear. She'd tried her best and she knew he wouldn't be mad but she couldn't help but feel a tug of guilt as she sat beside the pond once again, watching her frowny reflection as she mulled over her report. At the very least she'd learnt somethings about Valhalla, that if Cairo was anything like the rest then the pack wasn't quite as friendly and approachable as they made themselves out to be. It wasn't natural of her to assume so, naivety still tugged at her strings, but she likely wouldn't have felt this way if Cairo hadn't made it so personal, openly insulting her because he didn't deem her as important enough. She wrinkled her nose, the affront not forgotten, as she batted a stone into the pond and watched the ripple spread across its surface, distorting and twisting her image into something, someone else.

It was then she called for the Warlord, tipping her head back as she asked for his presence.

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