[center][h1][color=662d91][b]Menzai Isanami[/b][/color][/h1]

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Like both Alina and the older woman, he was annoyed by his owned sniffling; finding the mass of flowers within the building bothersome. The quicker they left the better for his nose sake which offered another reason for accepting his companion's suggestion.

His sniffling would eventually lessen after traveling far enough from the greenhouse with his sinuses clearing up somewhat allowing for easier breathing. Though the flowers from the tarp even covered still agitated his nose to some degree but it was manageable long as he avoided any updraft wind blowing their in his direction. Yet, among the flowers there was a particular one causing the hairs on the back of his neck to rise in warning; a sense of danger seeming to emanate from somewhere deep within the cart. Uncertain of what it could be though figured this to be why the woman warned them to not sniff the flowers and was thankful for the tarp and packing of flowers keeping the dangerous scent too faint for even his nose to pick up.

And with the partial clearing of his nose made pulling of the cart easier for the wolf who pulled it along through the town with little trouble albeit with a sniffle here and there. At times he glanced over his shoulder to see how the redhead was doing, his ears flicking to the small ruffling of a bag where he caught the woman pulling boots far too large for such a tiny bag to hold.* [color=a187be]An enchanted bag? How fascinating, I will be sure to inquire about the magical item at a later time.[/color]* He mused to himself making sure to take a mental note of this to remember for later as he turned his attention forward once more. 

Travel had been mostly quiet save but for the sniffling and faint grunts Menzai let out from the cumbersome pollen and few times the cart weakly resisted his pull. Eventually reaching the outskirts of the town; not until this point did Ms. Bloomfield spoke up prompting the canine to slow to a stop and took this chance to catch his breath and wipe the beads of sweat from his brow with the back of his sleeve. Turning his attention back towards Alina where she described an a large oak tree with a branch splitting in three that of one and half size larger than others further down the way. Closing his eyes to picture the tree mention and after a few seconds recalled seeing such a tree."[color=662d91] I know of the tree you speak, Ms. Bloomfield and find it to be an adequate point for you to join if you wish to do so.[/color]" Nodding his head before taking a slow deep breath then exhaling with a sigh." [color=662d91]As for trekking through the night the idea of doing such does not bother me as I am experienced in pulling carts for long hours from the times such jobs were given to me back home. And while my vision pales in comparisons to those of my fellow feline kins, I can see well enough to traverse a simple path in the dark.[/color]" Turning his attention to the road further down the path which was stamped down from use and nary thickets in sight.

" [color=662d91]Though as I do not know if you are used to long travel and taking into consideration the time it took reaching the town of Petunia. It is understandable that the miss might need some rest for the night, even more so if you intend to use your magic if such preparations and request to have me pull alone is any indication.[/color]" He figured her reason asking for such might of had to do with her use of it along with the folded clothes clearly too large for her frame.[color=662d91]" We can travel for long as we are able then make camp of which I am fine taking first watch.[/color]" Bowing his head lightly to show he understood; deciding not to inquire about her magic as she did not seem wholly comfortable talking about it and he was never one to push someone on personal matters unless choosing to speak up themselves. Certainly preferring not to start up another bout of personal stories." [color=662d91]Let me inspect the cart then shall resume travel.[/color]"

Pulling his left sleeved arm over his mouth and nose to lessen the risk of inhaling the flowers where he then walked carefully around the cart checking and lightly tugging at parts of the tarp. Checking all around to make sure the tarp was securely in place; pulling to cover any spots that might of gotten loose from the cart hitting light bumps. Once satisfied, Menzai moved back to the handle with a nod to Alina then resumed pulling the cart; delighted to have the smells of the forest once more filling his nose which further lessened the uncomfortable sniffling of his nose with the smell of scented ink further aiding in soothing the slight burning in his nostrils.