zanshin tactics

Hanzō · 10-15-2020, 11:50 AM

It was a sense of obligation that bought Hattori to the Armada's borders. As an Ashen shinobi he could have simply walked over the threshold but the thought didn't sit right with him as he stared ahead, the setting sun gracing his eyes with a touch of warmth. This was a private matter and Hattori well and truly wasn't the sort to air another's dirty laundry. But even then he'd been dwelling on this for quite some time, wondering whether he should keep the information to himself or put it to use. In the grand scheme of things it meant little to him, Hanako was nothing more than a pretty annoyance but given what happened he felt as though he owed her and that this was the least he could do to make amends.

Stepping forth, Hattori's talons left streaks in the earth as he tipped his head back and let out a low howl that reverberated off the willows that stood behind him. His intent was clear, he wanted to speak to whoever's words carried the most weight around here and that he would settle for no less. The breeze that tousled his fur was cool, a subtle hint of the colder autumn nights that were inching ever closer with each passing day. As he waited he idly found himself wondering how long his contract with the Ashen Empire would last and where his loyalty would lie this time next year.

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zanshin tactics

Hanzō