konnichiwa! dad of son who i... live with

It wasn't often that Tojo had visitors and honestly, that suited him just fine. In isolation they flourished, didn't need to worry about mingling or keeping on other packs good sides. Simply kept to themselves and were content as such, the world could burn down around them and Tojo would still live on. And yet, as a call reached Hattori's ears he couldn't help but feel a niggling thought as though it was familiar. Not familial, but enough to have him moving towards the edge of the maze at a brisk pace, wide paws crunchign at the fallen leaves as he went.

Between the trees he caught sight of slithers of a patchy coat, a koi he'd met some time ago. A koi who noteably carried the scent of one of his sons.

He came to stand in front of her and blinked, the pale of his brows rose in silent curioisty.

"Akizora." He greeted, also noting how the scent of desert sand clung to her. Might even be found between her toes if he cared to look. She had once asked for advice, so he wondered if the same rung true for this meeting as well. "What do you need?"