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02-19-2022, 08:58 AM
Hattori was not overly familiar with Dragon's Blood Grove. It's strange and alien scenery wasn't to his tastes so for the most part he steered clear, only venturing out this way as a somewhat familiar scent washed over his senses. Stressing the somewhat, her smell wasn't exactly how Hattori remembered it to be and that was enough to spur him on, to seek out and inquire as to why she'd come out this way.
Except that once he caught sight of her form, he had to do a double take to ensure he was not mistaken. The Sedna he knew-barely, mind you- had a grey, plain pelt and was considerably smaller than the woman before him. Fangs dipped from the length of her muzzle and though hidden well along the scruff of her neck, crystal spines poked out from between the fur. She was an entirely new woman it seemed.
And pregnant too, from the smell of it.
"What happened to you?" He began, stepping closer only to stop at a respectful, conversational distance. As always his question was double-edged. Both in terms of her new look and form, but her pregnancy too. Was she supposed to be wandering this far from the Armada? As far as he knew Sirius wouldn't approve of such a trek, possessive man that he was, and in her condition too.
Except that once he caught sight of her form, he had to do a double take to ensure he was not mistaken. The Sedna he knew-barely, mind you- had a grey, plain pelt and was considerably smaller than the woman before him. Fangs dipped from the length of her muzzle and though hidden well along the scruff of her neck, crystal spines poked out from between the fur. She was an entirely new woman it seemed.
And pregnant too, from the smell of it.
"What happened to you?" He began, stepping closer only to stop at a respectful, conversational distance. As always his question was double-edged. Both in terms of her new look and form, but her pregnancy too. Was she supposed to be wandering this far from the Armada? As far as he knew Sirius wouldn't approve of such a trek, possessive man that he was, and in her condition too.