taking stock

Hattori couldn't say he was overly surprised by the information offered to him. The Armada had always been one Boreas' larger packs, busy and bustling with the Fatalis family at the very centre. But to hear they'd moved north? That was the only way to interpret Sayuri's words, suggesting they'd moved from the south to the north, a move he hadn't seen coming. Pursing his lips in thought, he ventured on, listening to the slow trickle of water as it guided the way.

Hattori was not a fool and he could easily sense what she was alluding to, pointing out their numbers and defences, practically nudging the Kaicho to put this information to use. There may come a time when such an action was necessary, but for now he simply stowed it away with a nod. Taking it all in and shelving it, just in case.

"Word travels. Even if you covered your scent it is not hard to presume you originated from the 'koi wolf pack.'" As some would no doubt refer to Tojo as. "Be mindful of your actions. If you find yourself in trouble I may not cover for you." Which was true enough for all Tojo wolves, their actions outside the bamboo were their own.

"Did you learn of anything of the other packs you passed?"