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12-13-2020, 01:34 PM (This post was last modified: 12-13-2020, 01:34 PM by Hanzō.)

Hattori didn't care much for her fluffy way of speaking, he'd always been the sort who was direct and to the point no matter the language. She introduced herself as Izanami and Hattori was content to leave it at that but she pressed on, explaining that she'd forced from her home and her travels eventually led her to Boreas. A tale as old as time, no doubt. She continued on, pressing for information seamlessly as though this was a path she tread often, as though this was a casual conversation and nothing more. Her question seemed innocent enough but Hattori wasn't convinced. Obviously he had no way of knowing her agenda or what plans laid hidden behind her clever eyes but Hattori remained a shinobi at heart and he'd been questioned like this far more times than he cared to keep track of. It was an old routine and Hattori had no interest in playing along. None.

"There are many packs in Boreas, I am sure some would be willing to take you in however, I believe it would be better to find out for yourself. The words of strangers can not always be trusted." He rumbled, his expression remaining as blank and as steely as ever. Though it was nothing personal, he was a shinobi and thus his knowledge wasn't so freely given.


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