Hati's aimless wandering had continued after his strange - though mercifully short - encounter with the weird pale female with her snake friend, bringing him near the area where long seasons ago he had recovered from battle wounds, healed by the Valhalla bitch Erani. He didn't really think much on that, though... if he let his mind delve too deeply into memory he would get swept up in the blackened nightmare of his own stained soul. No, anything other than the immediate past must be kept locked deep, deep in his mind, surrounded by walls and mists of rage and fury.
As the skull-masked monster stalked through the annoyingly cheery landscape his mood grew fouler. His mood always tended toward the dark end but without Daegmar around to steady him with her cunning pragmatism he felt like he was frayed around the edges, bits of the hellfire showing through with each step. A dandelion brushed his belly and Hati started, then stomped the offending yellow flower into the earth until it's cheery head was scattered across the ground and even the stem was torn and shredded. Stupid fucking flowers.
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Hati isn't nice. He swears, he is violent, and is more than a little insane. If you can't handle what might come of that don't thread with him.