the path of the wind

Hattori was busy, that enough was a given. But his cat companion was willing enough to follow orders, even without the half-eaten egg to sweeten the deal. The Kaicho turned slightly at the sound of rustling leaves, his companion could move silently like any cat but made an effort to make some noise to announce his approach. By no means were Hattori and his companions friends, but they understood one another well, they were servants, but their relationship was still mutually beneficial. They spoke quietly in the shadows, exchanging a few words before the pair went their seperate ways, Hattori heading in the direction his Golden cat had just emerged from.

It wasn't overly difficult to find Kiriko, she made no effort to hide herself and her scent was more familiar than most these days. The silver of his eyes lingered on her form, her slender paws as she was already in the process of serving tea. He didn't even need to tell her how he liked it, she knew well by now. He thought it a bit presumptuous to call on him just for tea, but he held back his prejudices for now on the assumption she had something she wished to say.

"What do you need?"He said then, as he settled, getting comfortable atop the leaf litter.