fall, only to rise higher still

Hattori shifted his weight between his front paws, not fidgeting, simply adjusting like a crouching cat about to strike. A cold wind blew in from the north, ruffling the contrast of his coat as his tail flicked a little between his legs. It was colder here than he would have liked, nothing like the warm shores of Ashen. Like home.

But what was it like there? The Shogun sighed, his brows pinching as the little whisker dots of his muzzle twitched.

"I have been away for some time, but I imagine they are well." He would have to see for himself, soon enough he hoped.  Moving on. "Send the Hallows leadership my greeting. I admit I do not know much about their people, personally or otherwise." Though he supposed the same couldn't be said for Ashen as a whole, he knew some degree of communication went on between the two packs, despite the distance.