ardent

dark devotion



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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11-21-2020, 01:13 PM

Hattori waited and blinked slowly. Though he already knew it to be true, he could see the similarities between the sisters especially in how they both held their cards close to their chests. In the same way she mostly left him be and didn't press for more information, the shinobi was quick to do the same and got back to work. He took a moment to eye up the soil, it didn't look as though it would prove too much of a challenge but regardless of the ground type digging was always hard work. Good thing he didn't mind that then. Grunting in acknowledgement again, Hattori began to dig and paw as his talons scythed through the earth.

He was content with the silence, basking in it came as naturally to him as breathing, but he sensed the expectation in the air. As though Toxicity was waiting for the ice to break itself. His digging slowed, the muscles throbbing comfortably in his shoulders as he stood up straighter and flicked his ear. If nothing he would offer her his name and rank, it was the least he could do really.

"I am Hattori, Ashen's shinobi." He got to work again, kicking the dirt aside into a neat pile. "I am not one for conversation. Do not take it personally."
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