dark devotion

Hanzō · 11-01-2020, 12:43 PM

The woman seemed taken back by his request, as though she couldn't have possibly seen it coming. He watched her, unblinking, as she took in the sight of him from over her shoulder and proceeded to stumble through her words. Fair enough. Another wolf might have felt a tad offended that she hadn't even bothered to turn and address him as any normal wolf would, but Hattori was above- or below- caring about such things. His people were sticklers for tradition and propriety and Hattori followed those rules when the situation called for it, but for the most part he was laid back about most things. He often didn't go out of his way to introduce himself right away, why would he take offence if another wolf did the same? He followed her line of sight to the stacks of bamboo and felt a sharp pang of nostalgia. Just like home.

"Mmmh." He grunted in acknowledgement, content to leave it at that and went off to do her bidding.

He paid little attention to Toxicity as he got to work and left her to her own devices. The bamboo was stacked together in a pile and he took a moment to observe the wood and relish in it's familiar scent. It was a good batch, strong and void of any cracks or blemishes. The stack of bamboo was already tied together, saving Hattori the hassle of trying to keep them together as he dragged them over, his teeth holding onto the rope that secured the upper half of the batch. With each drag he arched his back, scooting till he dropped off the bamboo right where she'd asked of him. More or less.

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dark devotion

Hanzō