don't you give me the reason

The rain was constant, a loud rush that drowned out the senses, leaving the ground sodden with water that had nowhere to go. Even in the driest of seasons, Tojo had never gone without a stable supply of drinking water, but Hattori always made a point of stowing away barrels just in case. His fur was drenched, water droplets fell from his stomach as he left his servants to tend to the stream, the carpet of bamboo leaf litter did little to conceal the churned mud- even the canopy above couldn't keep the sheer force of the downpour out. He would have to find somewhere else to take shelter, and given how quiet the maze was today, it seemed as though his clan mates were doing just that. Waiting for the worst of it to pass.

Returning to his den, he shouldered through the thin bamboo shoots that served as a makeshift doorway, the branches left overhanging like a privacy curtain. There were very few places off limits to his pack mates, but his quarters were his and his alone. He had shared them with Kiriko once, but no longer. Hattori did not take guests, company or bed warmers- just the thought made resentment stir in his chest. He did not need anyone, and perhaps deep deep down he thought he didn't deserve them either.

But someone was here, or rather approaching.

"What is it?"He called out, the facade slipping to reveal a rather snappish tone.