ardent

shake the dust off



Hanzō

Tojo-kai
Kaicho

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
1235
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
1,280
player
Ali

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09-30-2020, 04:22 PM

Hattori turned, unflinching, as he set his gaze on the Empress. He'd mostly skipped the formalities last time since bowing had been far more painful than he cared to admit, but in hindsight he felt as though he'd acted out of turn. As if he should've just pushed through the pain and given her all due respect. It irked him somewhat but there was nothing he could do about it now, except  strive to be better. His movements were sharp and fluid as he dropped his front legs and shifted his weight to his forelimbs, lowering his stature so that Venom towered over him. As a native of Boreas this display likely seemed a little odd, perhaps even uncalled for, but his intent was clear and that's what counted in the end.

"Empress." He rumbled in greeting, holding the position till a suitable amount of time passed. Once standing he looked her in the eye once more, holding her gaze as was his habit. "I am. How may I serve you?"

It only seemed natural to assume she had sought him out for a reason, perhaps in order to test his mettle or put him to use. Either option was fine with him, preferable really, given that lounging around on a sun kissed beach wasn't really his idea of time well spent. Unlike some.


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