The Floodlands safe behind your veneer

Her troubled mind never ceased to continue making it impossible for her to rest, so she snuck outward once more and roamed. She was growing uncomfortable staying around these parts, so close to Shadewood and to Cry, who she feared would do harm to her or anyone else she roamed with if he stumbled upon them. It was true she hadn't tried to talk to Issun about leading the group far away but she didn't trust him, not yet. She considered herself the leader and for now it felt wrong to ask the group to travel to somewhere unknown quite yet. 


The air had a sharp underlying coolness to it that spoke of autumn and as her paws began to squish through the marshy grounds she lifted her nose and breathed it in deeply, fur ruffling as the breeze chose that moment to pick up. She smiled and sighed stepping forward and pushing through brambles and thicket to almost collide with a stranger. She jumped back skin catching and tearing on a sharp bramble and though she flinched she didn't pay it much mind even as the air became tinged with blood. "Excuse me" she said politely dipping her head to show it was an accident seafoam eyes lifting to study the woman. It was impossible not to see the beauty instantly for she was probably one of the most beautiful women Minori had ever seen but her mind fell to Takara with her soft blue eyes and fur of deep chocolate, how she used to sing to the boys when they slept and smile in her direction when catching her staring. She glanced away and lifted her chin, turning to begin to walk on her way again.