Shy Deer Steppes First Hunt

makono's mind was busied by thoughts of the approaching future.

soon mourning would be over for akashingo, but the grief would always live in her heart. even beneath the happiness she had felt in short blips.

and soon she would need to tuck all of that grief back up in a neat suitcase. her trip to mereo was meant for a strong, proper princess. not a sniffling and crying child.

this task too needed her strength and present mind.

she paid no attention to the mazoi, only letting her eyes fix upon her brother.