grinnin' like a jackass eatin' cactus [RAID]

Not a lot escaped the Shogun's notice. With all three of his companions overlooking the borders he was quick to learn of the imminent threat that loomed closer with each passing second. Hattori tsked, as his companions flocked to his sides and chittered away in their native tongue. There wasn't much time, not enough to rally the troops and get them into an orderly formation. If Hattori had to lead the charge on his own then so be it, he would do whatever needed to be done. He'd shed blood before, he would not even bat an eye at doing so again. It was all par for the course.

Breaking off into a sprint, Hattori thundered through the pale trees with his companions rushing along beside him. At least he wasn't alone alone. He could work with that. Regardless the Shogun seemed to be the first defender on the scene, or at least that's what he thought till he noticed both his cousin and Toxicity already on the scene. Knowing that his steely gaze snapped from one wolf to the next, sizing them up. There were wolves of all shapes and sizes, pelts of colours all end of the spectrum but one stood out to Hattori. He stood ahead of the other's as his coat gleamed purple in the sunlight.  Hattori blinked. He'd do.

The Shinobi wasted no breath on accusations or insults and instead cut right to the chase. He'd never been very talkative anyway.

Launching himself, Hattori charged headfirst as he made to grab at the purply man's muzzle.



Hattori Hanzō vs Tyrian Imperialis for dominance
Round 1/3
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Tanto
Defensive Battle Accessory: Shinobi cuirass
Companion 1: Asian Golden Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Mountain hawk-eagle, Male - Flying
*Companion 3: Akita, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Eagle talons - Offensive
Mutation 2: Antelope horns - Offensive
Mutation 3: Reinforced bones - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Cooperative