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Hanzō

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8 Years
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Male
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1235
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Dire wolf
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Balanced
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1,280
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Ali

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10-09-2021, 05:49 PM

The moon? Hattori nodded in understanding. Aside from its colour it felt larger than it ought to, never waxing or waning, as though frozen in place. Through the gaps in the branches his eyes caught sight of smeared lines above, like shooting stars frozen in place. Instead of settling back into the way things used to be, it seemed as though the world was doubling down, getting worse with each passing night. Was it a good idea for Modesty and her siblings to be wondering out alone? Hattori was not convinced, but it was not his place to say. Not any more.

"There was a dispute over a pack in the north." He told her, wondering how far word had travelled. "What has your mother said about this?" He gestured with a flick of his tail, to the big picture, not just this snow dusted woodland.

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