Dame da ne dame yo dame na no yo

Changes were part of life, way too often if you asked Ume about that. She had come used to see things develop and turn different from where they started, and from the day one she's been here, she could see that in this pack. From seeing an actual active society, now all seemed quieter, still, and even though she knew how to addapt well to the variations in her life, she wouldnt deny it was kinda boring, different from the quick and dynamic life she came from Iga. Things there were far from still, from boring. But well, she had swore(At least to herself) her loyalty to Hattori and his ideals, and as such she simply came along the tide, following the current.

The day was quiet, she could hear the birds sing above her head as she was into a pratol. Accompanied by her Tosa Inu, who as usual, carried Ume's Katana on her jaws. She needed to think up with a way to carry it herself, but that would be done soon enough. For now, her mind stood on the duty of keeping these lands safe.

Within the female's trip back into the whole center of the Shrine, she as well took notice of the Shogun's scent in the wind that flew slowly through the marble white trees. Stopping her trail, she looked around, seeing the male there. "Hattori-sama, how are you faring ?" She asked out of being respectful of her leader. Tsurume was quick to sit by her master, still holding the sword.

"The talking"