Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

here we goooo @Takara
set 2/25

thump.

issun made sure to stay by minori at anytime he could. a woman’s fertility could make any man go crazy and he did not trust the men of shadewood.

thump....thump..

that morning she was not beside him. one moment she was at the bedside and the next she wasn’t. instinct drives him to go after her.

thump...thump..

he trusts that she could care for herself. there was no way in hell she’d let a man force himself onto her so easily. but some men had a lot of feverish, disgusting determination in them. if anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself. so when the fragrance of heat drifted outside the woods, he grew increasingly worried.

thump...thump.thump.

the stronger the scent became, the faster he carried himself. what if she was hurt? what if someone was hurting her? what if...what if...

thump.thump.thump.

he sees a figure by the river, growing ever so slightly as he approached. the figure grows in detail. issun stops. air catches in his throat  in his throat. “takara?”