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Hanzō

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12-09-2020, 09:38 AM (This post was last modified: 12-09-2020, 12:12 PM by Hanzō.)

Hattori dipped his head low in acknowledgement to her greeting. It was remarkable how quickly they fell back into stride, as though they'd never been apart, and Hattori felt as though everything was as it ought to be. Of course, nothing in his life was as simple as it seemed and there was so much more going on behind the black curtains, but for now it was at least manageable. Distant, like a faint memory. He breathed deep and the ocean's scent filled his nose as his ears listened to the soothing rush of the waves rolling back and forth. From the corner of his eye he'd noticed the flick of her paw but he thought better of pointing it out and simply pretended as though he didn't see.

The silence that fell then was comfortable and the shinobi appreciated that endlessly. So many wolves went out of their way to fill the void but with Venom their conversations felt relevant, as though they were uttering words that deserved to be said. When she spoke, more than anyone else, he felt a pull to listen and he wondered if she felt the same way. Or why he even wanted her to. He pursed his lips as his brows smushed together a touch, once again he warned himself against getting too invested, that he was wandering down a slippery slope. Though he'd never felt this way before he knew of other shinobi who'd experienced this, that ultimately it had resulted in their failure. But not Hattori, regardless of how- he steeled himself with a deep breath, his expression blank once more. His first mistake was dwelling on this too much, some things were best left alone for now. Instead he turned his head a little, the line of his muzzle angled to face hers.

"Are you well?" He suspected that she was but he was inclined to ask regardless,

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