Tripping Me Up

Hattori found himself following a familiar scent, though this time he hoped it would not let to yet another predator fight. He was all for regaining his lost strength but this trend that was forming wasn't a good one, or peaceful at the very least. The wolf that resided in the Nook wasn't one he knew the name of but that mattered not as the shinobi stepped out of the shadows to observe what he was doing. From the looks of it he was crafting something, a weapon perhaps? Again, given his build and form Hattori didn't feel as though he needed one to gain the advantage in a fight but he was somewhat curious nonetheless. With a slight head dip in greeting Hattori made himself known, wondering whether the not so stranger would show him the ropes. Or at the very least explain to him what he was making.