ardent

lukewarm



Hanzō

Tojo-kai
Kaicho

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Master Hunter (240)

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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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10-25-2020, 09:37 AM

Hattori turned, eyeing the new comer with a cold and calculating gaze. The greeting was far more chirpier than he'd anticipated but given the boy was still a youngster he tried not hold it against him, though despite himself a disapproving twitch of his brow still made it through. The boy had a point, somewhat. Like him horns adorned his crown, though he only had one pair and they weren't quiet as straight set as the shinobi's. He was awfully small though, even for a yearling, and Hattori imagined he didn't have much growing left in him. Though he had no knowledge of the boy's heritage he could sense there was something amiss, his floppy ears the most obvious sign that he wasn't all wolf. Not that Hattori cared all that much, good breeding could only get you so far after all. And given what he'd heard about most Klein's he felt they were rather lacking, to say the least.

Hattori finally blinked.

"In a sense, yes." His tone was flat but not unkind, he held no ill will against this little one.  "Did you need something?" It seemed like the natural question to ask, given that he was hardly ever sought out for social chit chat.

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