Totoka River xii. girl, you have fire in your soul

Following the young woman as she gathered more and more followers was strange to the alabaster man. He found himself not quite fitting in. Not to anyone's blame other than himself, he remained behind the group, following by being nothing but a mere shadow in the distance, unsure of where they were going and if it mattered to him or not.

As they approached the shore, he found himself in darkness as it swallowed him, allowing his eye to close to take in the scent of the ocean from where he stood. It was soothing - but was it fitting. These individuals. The shore. As the salty air mingled with his cape, the brute was unsure of his presence. A soldier, warrior, battlebred and born to fight; what was he doing with such a group as this.

What was he doing following the petite female. With such a thought the molten sun landed on the princess, gazing at her from the distance with which he stood. Why did he chose to follow such a creature.