Satomi carefully took off her pack and plopped herself onto the ground with a sigh, relieved to finally be in the shade of a sizeable, yet comfortable tree. She crossed her legs underneath herself and leaned her head back, taking in the beauty of the branches above her head, covered in thick coniferous needles. She held out a hand to her pack and beckoned.
"Come on out, Katori, you've been sitting in there much too long. You must be running hot."The undersized Torchic rustled itself out of her pack, reluctant to bring himself much further than the height of his wings, his head tilted with caution. He looked around unsteadily, and proceeded to yank one foot out of the worn bag. His other foot caught on the cloth and became tangled, causing him to chirp with alarm.
She looked at him and smirked before unwinding his foot from the stray strings and plucking him out of the pack.
"Go on and stretch your legs a bit, we've got a bit more walking to do before we get to the village, you know." Travelling for extended periods of time could be exhausting, as Satomi had learned rather quickly. The roads were long, the boats were rocky, and the people were easily irritable. When a comfortable spot along the rough path presented itself, a spot such as the gentle curve of the roots between an especially soothing looking tree, one learns to take a bit of a break. Now was as good a time as ever, especially before reaching the hustle and bustle of the village nearby.
But the wandering life had it's perks too. People craved conversation and cordial visits, and there was plenty of talk to go around. Satomi was eager to strike up a conversation, with the right topic, and a festival was just the topic she was looking for. The Equinox was renowned, not only for the entertainment of every sort, but for the
potential. There would be a few authorities, some political influences, perhaps a local celebrity or two, and Satomi was prepared to immerse herself anywhere she could get a foothold.
She grew lost in thought, gazing mindlessly at Katori as he hopped and pecked at the ground, circling around a small mound of bugs in their nest.
The short break passed her by, accompanied by a small crowd of rambunctious teenagers chattering excitedly about some inconsequential goings-on among friends. She huffed a quick breath of air and stood up, recollecting her pack and dusting off the back of her tunic.
"It's about time we got to that village, don't you think, buddy?" Leaning over, Satomi scooped up her Torchic and set off down the path, admiring the sparse but obvious decorations along the trail to the village, signifying the coming of the festival.
The trek to the village summed up to be no trek at all. Before she knew it, she was already walking into the gate of the lively island town, and immersed in a wide street, dotted with groups of people. She strolled along, her eyes taking in all of the lovely new sights.
Nogii island is pleasant enough! I wonder if there are any traine-Her thought was cut off by the sight of a falling mango knocking an unsuspecting girl on top of her head. She frowned while approaching the girl, noting a young male poking fun at her misfortune. Tracing the fall up to it's source, she saw a wide eyed girl and her Chimchar lamenting their loss from the edge of the roof. Satomi pulled a flattened hand up to her brow and peered closer at the pair before hollering,
"You could be a bit more careful with your mangoes!"
