not a fan of pirates

Pushing deeper into the depths of the Cavern, Hattori would be a liar if he claimed to have seen this coming. Naturally wolves knew about it, wanderers knew Boreas unlike any other, but the scene that laid out before him was close to nonsensical. Like something from a story Raijin would tell. Undeniably it was there, the ancient wood creaking and groaning as the scent of rotting wood filled his nostrils. He took a step forward and eyed the stone shards that filled up most of the free space remaining. It was strange, how they seemed to spread like a disease, even infiltrating the wooden structure itself.

He had never seen anything like it, but beyond the sense of oddity it was interesting to say the least. Enough he was curious to see what else there was to see and smell, after all some risks were worth taking. Padding closer, he eyed the ship once more, unsure of how to best board it. He cast a look over his shoulder to Jynn, she was the explorer here and so he was willing enough to follow her lead.