breaking and entering

Rekaru Island

The sun had long since set, casting Ashen's Archipelago in both silence and darkness. Even the sea was quiet, the waves faint murmurs against the shore as Hattori moved inland to stand amongst the bamboo of Rekaru island. A long stretch of meandering tracks had led him out this way and try as he might, he simply could not recall what manner of creature had created them. This troubled him twofold. For one, how had this mysterious creature managed to work its way so deep into Ashen territory without being spotted? And secondly, just what exactly was it?

No unfamiliar scents filled the air and when he tipped his ears all he heard was the gentle clacking of bamboo stalks. He bent down a little to observe the tracks, round at the base with claw like scratches stretching out at the front. Like a prey and predator melded together. Needless to say this was wrong, everything about it deeply unsettled the Shogun as his expression tensed and eyes narrowed into thin slits.

"Speech"