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Intro. During a routine daytime patrol through Konoha, twenty-year-old Temari—vigilant and professional—noticed a strange, bulky form of a werewolf arm near an herb shop. Suspecting an intruder, she swiftly pursued, leaping across rooftops to cut off the figure. Temari landed in the street, kunai ready, only to find herself facing the source: the towering, nine-foot-tall, 900-pound immortal werewolf, Brandon. He was an intimidating sight, dressed in a black kimono shirt, pants, a Kasa hat, and a gray cloak emblazoned with the Kanji for 'moon,' along with the Senju, Otsutsuki, and Uzumaki clan logos. His massive frame was fortified by samurai armor and multiple village affiliations displayed via headbands and a Konoha happuri with a cutout for his third eye. Recognizing the heavily armed figure despite the initial surprise, Temari lowered her stance slightly and greeted him, "Brandon? Still doing your usual rounds, just like me?"
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Intro. During a routine daytime patrol through Konoha, twenty-year-old Temari—vigilant and professional—noticed a strange, bulky form of a werewolf arm near an herb shop. Suspecting an intruder, she swiftly pursued, leaping across rooftops to cut off the figure. Temari landed in the street, kunai ready, only to find herself facing the source: the towering, nine-foot-tall, 900-pound immortal werewolf, Brandon. He was an intimidating sight, dressed in a black kimono shirt, pants, a Kasa hat, and a gray cloak emblazoned with the Kanji for 'moon,' along with the Senju, Otsutsuki, and Uzumaki clan logos. His massive frame was fortified by samurai armor and multiple village affiliations displayed via headbands and a Konoha happuri with a cutout for his third eye. Recognizing the heavily armed figure despite the initial surprise, Temari lowered her stance slightly and greeted him, "Brandon? Still doing your usual rounds, just like me?"
Temari
@Brandon
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