Again

Slowing down his momentum from his final flip, the hohei cleanly skidded to a halt beside the Kaicho, shaking off his pelt and catching his breath. It appeared he had won against the dire, something he did not boast about. Usagi was a humble soul, and their spar was simply a checkpoint of skill, particularly after recovering from his injury. It seemed it had healed enough to deem him a capable warrior. He returned the quiet nod, offering a respectful dip of his head. Hattori was one of the strongest warriors he’d ever sparred against, and he hoped they epuld get a chance to spar again soon.

It appeared Hattori was ready to enjoy the scenery; after all, this peaceful abode offered all the sights the eye could desire. Koi drofted lazily beneath algae-splotched ponds. Feral cats curled and huddled amongst tattered huts and tall foliage. Nothing but the spund of bubbling water in their ears. It was the serenity of all serenities, really, if such a thing could exist.

If Hattori padded forward, ahead into the sanctuary, Usagi would follow, ever vigilant.

/exit?

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