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Round Devotion

Hattori



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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12-22-2020, 11:53 AM

Hattori did not expect to be welcomed with open arms, but he wasn't sure what he'd done to warrant such a frosty response. His ears titled back a touch as he considered their last-and first- meeting, now if his memory served he'd found her company somewhat agreeable. And whilst Toxicity had been a little stiff and aloof it was nothing he took issue with, she'd been fine but the same couldn't be said for now. He wasn't the best at interpreting body language, especially in a foreign land with different habits and customs but he could easily sense he was no longer welcome here. Her dry tone and critical words were unmistakeable, even for the likes of him.

Hattori shifted his weight from front paws to back, as he stared her down. Intense and as sure as ever. Whether she believed him or not was her problem but Hattori intended to state the truth, as always.

"I am." He rumbled in return, only to pause for a moment at her following words. Venom and Toxicity were at odds with one another? This was news to him, but then again thus far he'd made no moves to shove his nose into their personal affairs and he intended to keep things that way. He was a Shinobi, not an arbitrator. "And she did not, I am here of my own accord. Is that a problem?"


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