Katsu struggled to keep his ears in a neutral position. It would be even more shameful now to fold his ears entirely in humility, although they were positioned appropriately in a deferential manner to his father and Kaicho. Why had he performed so poorly? The raid had been so quick and brutal, nothing like a measured practice spar at all. Noise of the battle had deafened him and his eyes had roved so quickly between opponents that he hadn't acted in time before picked off like a scab. "The noise and clamor of it all distracted me, I wasn't used to focusing in such conditions. I will train harder," he said, still not looking away from the flickering fire. He didn't want to bear the weight of Hattori's considering gaze. The Hallows wolves had been armed to the teeth and he wasn't familiar with how to counter weapons like that. Excuses, excuses, excuses...
