Mount Apikuni fog of war

the general's daughter loosens her stance, easing into one that is more relaxed but not entirely guardfree. still, to feel tension melt away, even a bit, was relieving.

she would fight, if it came to it.

she was a commander, born of war. it was her unfortunate legacy as a saintborne; despite her desperate attempts to strike it from her own history book.

but she thinks her self smart enough to know when to pick her battles.

seeking shelter for the sun's descent, she offers. with the intent of passing thru. this was a stop on the way to her destination — as if she had one! she in fact, does not; but does not feel inclined to let this women in on that.