She had made an effort in collecting a variety of red and pink into a delicate flower bouquet. Wild roses in those beautiful blushing colours, they were so beautiful. The Aston girl was far from certain of what were Cambreeah’s favourite colours, but Noir’s own was pink, and therefore that colour could not possibly fail to make other people happy. It was just the way the cookie crumbled. The young girl had not often stepped outside of Aniwaya borders. Nothing good had ever come out of it.. First a Brennt had tried to eat her and then a stupid bird had come along and made her cranky. Yes, speaking of Kinigisdi. The relationship between the blonde girl and her spirit guide was not one that would be expected, especially not from an open and warm soul such as the Aston child. Noir saw herself as an open minded person with a lot of love to give to everyone, but for some reason she did not feel much joy about her newest companion. She loved birds, and Kinigisdi has taken the form of a brilliantly coloured bluebird. Sometimes the spirit guide sung for her, and it truly rang beautifully in the wolf’s lightly hued ears. It was just that Noir was not good being put into place. She did not want that awareness that her spirit guide offered her. She wanted to be herself fully and reject all burdens and worries that wanted to find a place on her shoulders.
Nevertheless, here she was and the girl was almost fifty percent certain of where she was. The marked borders however made the percentage race upwards, and the girl wagged her rich tail contently while puffing her chest forward, obviously very proud of her tracking skills. She had never been to Crimsons Dreams before. The golden eyed girl cocked her head when her paws brought her over the borders, her face rotating slowly to keep her gaze on the borders. She had the kind of feeling that there was something she was supposed to do. Or perhaps something she shouldn’t do. It was very confusing, but the overall feeling of that something was wrong could not get out of her system. Baby Duck was stuck inside his box at home, check. Kinigisdi was nowhere to be seen (hurray), check. The large flower bouquet was still in her mouth, check. No, it had to be her imagination. The girl continued deeper into the territory, and soon realized that she did not actually know how to find the butterfly puppy. There was always the option of calling out for Cambreeah, but the flowers would not be a super surprise if Cambreeah knew that Noir was coming with flowers! Things had to be so hard!
The tan girl had no issues with the difficulty finding Cambreeah. There were so many new smells and things, so the girl quickly forgot why she was here and what she was carrying. The young Aniwaya child had set out in the early morning hours, so the day had barely begun, so there was no time rush at all.