Have You Ever Seen The Rain

Though not the most doting of Fathers, Hattori could not deny his palest daughter this. Her request for an azumaya had come as a surprise, but he'd been quick to accept her request and put together the necessary arrangements to have it built in her name. He couldn't say he appreciated all the extra primates wandering about, using their deft hands to handle the finicky bits wolves could not, but it was worth the inconvenience to see the final product in all its splendour. It blended in seamlessly amongst the bamboo forest of Rekaru Island, a near perfect recreation of forests Hattori used to wander through as a child.

Taking a seat beside his wife, Hattori offered the Empress a side glance. Their children were all growing and flourishing in their own ways, and though he would struggle to say as much, it pleased him to know that at least one of their offspring was a protector of traditions and culture. If none of the other wolves who called Ashen home could not appreciate this, then Hattori would gladly fill in the space.


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