dated to September 5th 300+
The hospitality and kindness that Layla had showed her the day before had made an impression on her. Perhaps it was rash, to want to settle in the first pack that she had seen, but she saw nothing here that made her think she would not be content. At least as content as she could be in such a strange and unfamiliar land as this. There were houses and the areas she had seen yesterday were beautiful. If everyone here were as nice and respectful as the black and white wolfess then Tsukiko thought she would be able to get along with everyone well. Before she had slept last night she had talked things over with Setsuna and her companion had agreed that this Dahlia de Mai seemed a fine territory. Content with the knowledge that the wise cat agreed with her, the girl had gone to sleep with the goal of waking up the next day to seek out Conor, the one who led the wolves here.
As had become her habit while traveling, she woke with the sun and quickly searched out a place to bathe. She wanted to make as good as a first impression upon the leader as she could. Once she was clean she scurried back to finish making herself ready. She rearranged her hair and put in her pearl accents. Then she dug one of her kimonos out of her pack, the one with the cherry blossom design. Throughout her travels she had only worn plain yukatas so as not to get her few good garments soiled or ripped. This was the first time since she had left Japan to wear anything bright and fitting of a noble daughter. Once she was finished dressing, she smoothed the fabric out and presented herself to Setsuna. "Watashi ha teisai gayoku mie masuka?" The coal black feline looked her up and down with a satisfactory air. "Anataha Shimazu noyouni mie masu. Watashitachi ni ika setekudasai."
Layla had told her which house belonged to Conor and as she approached the structure her heart pounded up in her throat. These houses and buildings here were not what she was used to and so she was not entirely sure how to gain his attention. Swallowing hard she walked up to the door and stood there for a moment before looking back down at Setsuna. The cat nodded, urging her on. With a deep breath and exhale to try and calm her nerves, Tsukiko rose her hand and knocked delicately on the hard wooden door. She had no idea what to expect from this encounter, but she listened to the words Setsuna had told her: Just be yourself.
