Grouse Thicket 腐敗 ogamu-juku

Dragonfly did not know the way of the samurai, their highly respected culture (and oh, Japanese tea) and strange foreign language that was difficult to learn and almost impossible (for outsiders) to master. In fact, Dragonfly did not know any social manners and cultures -- save for the one wolf language bestowed upon him at birth.

Her words echoed with a strange tongue, words he could not understand but his mind deciphered with "Oh no". Which was closest to what he knew. So he wasn't alone -- and neither was she. "Oh yes", he softly whispered as he revealed his presence and chose not to stay hidden behind the orchard trees.

So, it was a siren who did call. "Your eyes.." He said but trailed off, somewhere trying to find a life jacket as he was lost in the endless blue ocean. Shyly he looked away. Pick-up lines were not his thing anyway.