Two Rivers Isle for we don’t care about it

As soon as she had spoken up and voiced her observation, a chocolate furred man slid from the shadows to peer at them silently and then leave just as quick as he had come. Her eyes sharpened with interest, knowing the behavior of a wisened fighter on a border patrol by heart and that was one for sure. Issun suggested they go and both he and Takara turned before a man with a coat the color darker than the night sky appeared and she fastened her gaze to him warily. She naturally shifted closer to Issun, her neck extended forward so her muzzle pressed close to his throat. She would be there to protect him from death if anything happened.

It became quickly clear that nothing would as the dangerous looking man said Issun's name and sparked a long winded conversation. She watched as Takara shifted and placed her head over Issun's back and accepting the invitation she moved to do the same, ears slowly going back and tail doing it's own thing and swaying a few times behind her as Takara brushed her nose against her fur, causing a rush of....embarrasment? Affection? She couldn't place it but it was a warm emotion, uncomfortable but not unpleasant. She breathed out a quick burst of laughter and for the first time turned and willingly touched the woman of her own accord, her nose playfully being shoved into the shell of Takara's ear hoing to give her a jolt "Skilled is an understatement". Then she was back to being a silent warrior and turned just as the man welcomed them in. She was grateful for the safe home but wary of starting anew for what would be her fourth time. Even so when they all began to move forward she would accompany, pressed affectionately and comfortingly against Issun's side.

Minori Out!