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[color=silver]So much transpired and digest, Tsurara recalled her mother about a traditional vows of being a good wife. An inevitable fate for her kind, the Yuki-Onna meekly complied to her mother's cohort. The clothes were also uncomfortable, this is the first time she wears clothes and it felt against her will.

Marriage, vows and all kinds of adulting. Tsurara knew her fate to be but she hates it. She wanted to test her strength because her philosophy goes against everything that transpired instantly. The only way is to comply to her senior Yuki-Onna whether she likes it or not. Tsurara inhaled and exhaled, it's true that she spent time with her father more than her mother, which explains her ineptness in women laws of her kind, she treads around her senior's nerves.[/color]

[color=00aeef]"So once my training is complete, then what? If I'm just gonna get married against my will then screw it, that I'd normally say. Whoever I will get married too, I will make sure they submit. You probably are agitated from my reluctance that I'm emitting right now, the very tradition I ought to reject. Say, if I refuse? Haha, just kidding. Let's get started then." 
[/color][@Sho Minazuki]