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The shinobi had spotted him by the roadside as she approached, but before she could say anything, the hunter had spoken up. Just as well-- if she had her way, he wouldn't have seen her, and she would have silently passed by without so much as a hello. Still, the fact that Satoshi was as productive as usual was refreshing in its own right. Izumi, in turn, strode forward, before bowing politely.

[color=#239C89]"Kataoka-san."[/color] The ninja said simply. [color=#239C89]"I could say the same for you-- though I shouldn't be surprised. It seems you're as diligent as ever."[/color] She says, before glancing over at the spoils of his morning excursion. [color=#239C89]"I take it your hunt was successful?"[/color]

As Izumi spoke to the hunter, she mentally evaluated him-- recalling the dossier she had written regarding him. Satoshi had been with the Silver Hawks for a few years, and served as one of the company's scouts. He was skilled with the bow, and was good at hunting and gathering. The shinobi had turned to him to the gathering of reagents in the past, and they've even worked together on scouting missions before. His background was fairly unremarkable, however; born in Hoshido to a family of smiths, and had left seeking something better.

All in all, he was an ordinary man. But even an ordinary man could do great things. 

The shinobi stood at a respectful distance, and made no offers of assistance. As far as she was concerned, this was Satoshi's kill, and he didn't need help lugging it around. A hunter was capable of that much, after all. Izumi eyed him up and down, satisfied with the amount of small talk that had taken place.

[color=#239C89]"...I'm heading back to Drakesfoot, if you wish to accompany me."[/color] Her tone was neutral, as if she didn't mind one way or the other if he accepted or decided against it.