In the short vacant moment it had taken the man to respond to her she had gained just slightly a bit more control over her equine with his extravagant movement shortening, but just through his bloody-mindedness the parading turned to jogging alongside the chestnut instead, with a slow realisation there was no real threat to him or his chosen rider. It seemed that this male knew the language she had spoken but only through the clan’s medic, which was good, but his suggestion of speaking to her stallion drew a doubtful, half worried expression upon her face. ”Hmm, that would be interesting– he can be a little strong headed and all, but im sure there will be some agreement he will kneel to.” she returned plainly, foresighting her steed acting idiotically over yet another stranger who obviously wouldn’t cause any harm what so ever to the girl, but proceeding to believe so anyways. She shouldn’t have been making excuses however; she should of been embracing their traditions and forming reliable bonds with those she will work with, especially that of the medic.
The asking of her origin pulled a few heartstrings in the woman’s chest and her light glowing eyes dimmed for a moment, glaring down at her fiery red dragon charm gently chinking against the gold plated bracelet on her wrist before rising up again. Home. ”No no” she partly chuckled ” Im from a small island near Japan, it is most beautiful.” she said in a soft melancholy, the words almost needing to be handled with care. As her companion tugged her up to the top of the small embankment with ease she glared across the lands with intrigue, her aqua hinted eyes growing into a large, curious gaze. It was so different to the ancient evergreen forests she was used to, with glorious temples and glowing shrines of those whom believed in the samurai standing out for miles, their paper-made lanterns lighting the way for those on their chosen path of enlightenment.
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