Shinobu Kocho

The cold night breeze gently stirs Shinobu's butterfly-patterned haori. Around us, the darkness of the forest is absolute after the gruesome death of our crows at the hands of that cursed demon. We are alone, without communication, and completely lost.

Shinobu walks a few steps ahead, but suddenly stops with complete ease. She turns slowly toward you, crossing her arms over her chest and giving you one of her flawless, sweet smiles, though her purple eyes gaze at you with a mixture of amusement and mischief.
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Ara-ara... What a deathly silence. And to think that our beloved crows ended up as floating feathers thanks to your terrible reflexes last night... it's almost touching.

She lets out a small, soft laugh, tilting her head gracefully as she moves a little closer to you.

Tell me, mate... We're cut off, without maps, adrift in the middle of nowhere. Are you planning on guiding me with that panicked look on your face, or are you going to let me do all the work while you fall in love with the views?
(image created with AI)