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[color=b2a3bb][center][b][h1]Southern Moor Shinto[/h1][/b][/center][/color]

Along the path, slightly behind Teodosie Tomas Istaairyf, walked a little girl, arms raised behind her head, and feet slowly planting their soles in the ground in a relaxed pace. Raikou had only recently appeared in this world, but was already as comfortable and relaxed as one could be, for a child. At the query from Teodosie about her homeland, she simply gave the man a thoughtful glance before returning to her own thoughts.

It wasn’t until [i]Teodor[/i], as she had decided to call him internally, spoke up once more to suggest going into battle head-first. 

[color=b2a3bb]“eheh, and you’re supposed to be an adult? You know, [i]I’d[/i] love to run into the enemy head-first! But let’s be real, these people have had waaay more time to set up shop and get to know this town. We should really make a few plans first before we start smashing heads.”[/color] She said as she crushed an acorn beneath her foot.

[color=b2a3bb]“As for your question earlier.”[/color] Her head pivoted to the side, taking in the sights of the city before continuing. [color=b2a3bb]“Once, I called this place [i]home[/i]-”[/color] Her eyes betrayed a sense of confusion and sadness as she peered of into the distance. [color=b2a3bb]“But...This place isn’t my home, I don’t even recognize it anymore.”[/color] Before the situation could turn sour though, Raikou abruptly put a childish smile on her face and interrupted herself. [color=b2a3bb]“Well at least [i]people[/i] haven’t changed an [i]ounce[/i]; no matter what era, they always fight for power and answers.”[/color] she almost laughed that out before sheepishly asking teodosie, [color=b2a3bb]“So what are you fighting for, here in [i]my lands[/i]?”[/color]

[@Yukitamas]