[center][h1][color=39b54a]Izuna Sakuya[/color][/h1]

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While Izuna agreed with the idea of finding fresh water and somewhere to fish for food, it isn't exactly a bright idea seeing as they didn't bring any tents with them (or rather, who would even bring a tent in the city is the question). The silver-haired young lady sighed, looking to the toril in the distance and pointed at it with her index finger stretched out. 

This had been beside them the entire time and they were too focused on asking each other questions instead of looking around thoroughly for anything that might lead back home. This old, broken path and the traditional red arch in the distance... to her it could only mean one thing. [color=39b54a]"Why don't we just walk through this path? Surely there's a temple somewhere or something and when there's a temple there's bound to be an overlook someplace with the city below us."[/color] Izuna didn't exactly like sleeping on the dirty ground, especially in the middle of a probably wild forest at night. This takes her back to a flashback from when she was a child and thought the yokai around temple shrines were especially hostile to disrespectful loiterers, as childish as that is Izuna won't take any second chances.