ardent

dark devotion



Hanzō

Tojo-kai
Kaicho

Master Fighter (240)

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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11-03-2020, 06:08 PM

Hattori rolled his shoulders, a bit of a habit he'd gotten into since his injury, and turned as Toxicity addressed him with a clearing of her throat. Whilst she lacked the outright stage presence of her sister, there was a sharp intelligence in her eyes, poorly hidden by the shifting nature of her gaze. For one reason or another she seemed unwilling to look at him for long, perhaps she simply just didn't enjoy eye contact. Regardless, it was her prerogative and Hattori wasn't going to pester her about her mannerisms and social habits anytime soon. Especially since that according to some his own were quite distasteful. He considered her question with a slight narrowing of his eyes and answered in a smooth rumble, his brows furrowing just a smidge. When prompted he would respond, but he'd preferred the silence to be honest.

"I did not mean to intrude." Though he didn't feel as though he'd overstepped his bounds he supposed there was a chance he had gotten a little too comfortable roaming Ashen. "But I prefer to keep myself busy and this seemed like too much work for one wolf."

His thoughts on the laziness of others was left unsaid, she hadn't asked and thus he wouldn't tell.


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