three things cannot be long hidden

"It is to announce prayer. The sound travels far, you would be able to hear it well beyond the mountain." He explained, feeling a touch nostalgic about it, it was a sound he hadn't heard in years. He paused, his nose wrinkling a little. Had it really been so long? "I did not think to find something like this here, my culture does not seem to have travelled far beyond its shores." He went on to say, talking at length, for Hattori's standards at least.

Then again Ashen had always been home to ranks of Hattori's language, something Venom seemed to have no explanation for. The Shogun would have sought out her Mother and inquired further but he didn't care enough to drag it out to such an extent. Perhaps Boreas was a mishmash of many places, drawing in wolves from all around the world to settle across the continent. Even Lukina had a name that carried a sense of otherness to it, he doubted she was of this place either.

Moving away from the bell he stood at a safe, reasonable distance from the ledge. But close enough that he could look out across the vista and take in the view of the mountain's jagged peaks. Even empty this place homed tranquillity, a feeling of sanctity as though all who visited were obliged to acknowledge and respect. Perhaps he could bring Venom here one day, use it as a means of telling her more about Nippon.