brave new world

The stranger regarded him for a moment, her gaze speaking volumes as she eyed him up and down. Got a feel for his character, what she imagined he was capable of. The Kaicho rarely, if ever, acted with bluster or made a show of his posture. He simply moved and held himself firm, certain in his intent but not overly forceful. Had nothing to prove, and his mannerisms always said as much. And so he wasn't taken aback by the stranger's casual tone, preferred it to needless honorifics that got old fast. As long as they were polite and cordial, Hattori would treat them the same. Social encounters never needed to be more complicated than that.

"I am not."  The alpha supplied easily enough, following her line of sight to work out which pack she was referring to. "The west coast homes The Hallows. And the east Fenmyre."

He understood where she was coming from, felt her need to situate herself and figure out the lay of the land. What smells and borders she ought to steer clear of , all very basic but important things a loner such as herself had to take into account. Lest she found herself on the receiving end of judgemental tooth and claw.