All my friends went and passed out

Hattori nodded. Most koi wolves had a basic understanding of fighting, it was simply a part of their culture, but as with all things skill levels varied. Hattori knew he'd arrived here in terrible condition, that it took seasons of training and recuperation for him to be back in his best form. He imagined that applied to many who made the journey from Nihon to Boreas or Auster. It was a long way, the journey as tiring as it was difficult.

"You can learn here, if you wish. There any many wolves who would spar with you. Or if you wish, we could hunt some predators together.?" Hattori was always willing to cut down the predator populations around his claimed territories.