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Hattori



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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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07-31-2021, 11:07 AM

Hattori was the sort of man who kept busy but made a point of not following a predictable, orderly routine. Old shinobi habits died hard and the harder he was to keep a track of the better, in his mind. Thus he couldn't say he was overly pleased when he noticed he was being tailed, a hanging back shadow that was closely following his steps but not well enough it seemed. His ear flicked in a rare show of annoying as he came to a standstill on the beach, just on the edge where the sand met the dense jungle behind him. He was not the sort to beat around the bush, if Viper wished to speak with him all she had to do was seek him out and say what was on her mind. Not skulk in the shadows like a panther.

"Viper." He spoke, not bothering to turn around and face her. "What do you want?"
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