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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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12-19-2020, 11:46 AM

The smell of sulphur drew Hattori in and as he stood at the border it reminded him of home. From what he'd gathered Ashen regarded The Hallow's with lukewarm indifference but that didn't seem to be an issue since he imagined that they probably felt the same way. Not every pack had to be buddy buddy with one another, sometimes quiet acknowledge was enough to live in harmony, it seemed to be working for everyone so far so the shinobi saw no reason to change things. He'd heard that the leader of this pack was a reasonable woman and he'd approached their border with a fair request, but just in case-and to be extra polite- he'd brought along an offering of sorts. He'd never been the sort to enjoy idle chewing but he knew that many a wolf enjoyed eating hooves, something about the taste of texture. It seemed like a reasonable enough gift, casual and not presumptuous, as to to imply they were incapable of filling their own larders.

Dropping the little sack by his paws, Hattori tipped his head back and let out a long and rumbling call, a polite and wolfish approximation of knocking on the front door.


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