black sand, black heart

She couldn't remember much but still somehow was more than familiar with koi-wolves? Hattori did not understand this girl, or her line of reasoning but ultimately decided he wouldn't dig any further. Lest they run the risk of talking in circles, a thought that almost made him grimace. If she was someone of import...he did not immediately recognise her coat pattern nor did he see any flecks of gold, suggesting she can't be all that important then.

Regardless, Hattori's ears twitched a little as she sought out his name. He saw no reason to deny her this.

"Hattori. Heir of Iga and Shogun of the Ashen Empire." Two titles he's never paid together till now and yet strangely it felt right, like he should have done this from the start.