gravity don't mean that much to me
Marauder
Bloodletter
08-23-2021, 09:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-23-2021, 10:05 AM by Hanzō. Edited 1 time in total.)
Hattori rose long before the sun did and went to each of his children's chambers in turn, rousing them from their sleep so they could soon get on their way. Okiku would gain nothing from this trip so she was being left behind, whilst Takēshi was being left out as a form of punishment. Headaches or not he had been slacking behind in his training as of late, barely lifting a paw in effort, and it was unacceptable. After all, if even Kuroki could do it then so could he.
Once the children were gathered and ready to go, the group set out north, to the towering heights of Fenrir's Maw. He did not tell them where they were going, simply asked them to follow and keep up as best as they could. It was colder than it had been the last time he ventured up the mountain, the wind biting and cold as he led the way through the winding paths and narrow crawlspaces that led deeper into the mountains. He periodically checked over his shoulder, intent on making sure no one was left behind and from the slight furrowing of his brow it was clear he visibly concerned Kiyohime would make a misstep and fall to her death.
He made her walk on the inside and closer to the wall, just in case.
By the time they arrived it was later morning, edging into the afternoon and just as cold as before. Ahead of them loomed the shadow of the temple, just as grand and scenic as he remembered. Hattori pulled in a long breath as he savoured the fresh mountain air, the briskness of it stirring his senses and sweeping away the faint ache in his limbs.
He padded across the courtyard, his talons clicking against the ancient stone. There was training to be done but he saw no harm in letting them explore for a little while, there was no rush to head back just yet. And besides, today was a testament to their stamina, a reminder they had more strength than they knew. Hattori sat and gestured to the temple with a point of his muzzle.
"You may explore first, if you wish. Stay away from the edges and stick together. I will call for you when it is time to train."
Once the children were gathered and ready to go, the group set out north, to the towering heights of Fenrir's Maw. He did not tell them where they were going, simply asked them to follow and keep up as best as they could. It was colder than it had been the last time he ventured up the mountain, the wind biting and cold as he led the way through the winding paths and narrow crawlspaces that led deeper into the mountains. He periodically checked over his shoulder, intent on making sure no one was left behind and from the slight furrowing of his brow it was clear he visibly concerned Kiyohime would make a misstep and fall to her death.
He made her walk on the inside and closer to the wall, just in case.
By the time they arrived it was later morning, edging into the afternoon and just as cold as before. Ahead of them loomed the shadow of the temple, just as grand and scenic as he remembered. Hattori pulled in a long breath as he savoured the fresh mountain air, the briskness of it stirring his senses and sweeping away the faint ache in his limbs.
He padded across the courtyard, his talons clicking against the ancient stone. There was training to be done but he saw no harm in letting them explore for a little while, there was no rush to head back just yet. And besides, today was a testament to their stamina, a reminder they had more strength than they knew. Hattori sat and gestured to the temple with a point of his muzzle.
"You may explore first, if you wish. Stay away from the edges and stick together. I will call for you when it is time to train."
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