🏹  Quietly brooding beneath the shadows of the trees, the miko took solace from the slivers of moonlight that peered through the leaves. Kikyou knew better than to indulge the rage that burned in her chest, but she was tired. That was not the only emotion she was struggling to keep in check, which did nothing to aid her annoyance and irritability. It is with hopes that she arrives at the falls soon..the drumming and pounding of the water helping to ground and quiet her mind. Until then, everyone and everything was better off keeping their distance.

🌸 “Hm? There are such things as ‘dirty books’ ?  What does that even mean ? It cannot be books that are physically dirty..or does it ? Also what is ‘porn?’ “

🐸  Bonks the person responsible for his bad mood today, on their noggin with his staff of two heads.

🌸  Wrapped and nestled in the oversized robe, Hisana sat beneath the trees of the courtyard. It was so peaceful and quiet. It was not cold and neither warm. She could not help but become drowsy, the floral scent of the trees helping her doze off. 

“...” Fingers squeezed the wooden structure, as she focused on keeping those dark thoughts at bay and occupying her mind with the beauty of the blooming trees.

“...is it unhealthy to think about what would’ve happened if my parents never died?” She’s sitting atop Mt. Chimney, looking down towards the bubbling lava with a forlorn expression.