“Land of Wind… huh?” Zero said, cocking her head to the side as she read the message that had been delivered in the form of a winged beast, a bird to be more specific. Her blue eyes looked over the piece of paper once again before ultimately crumbling it into a mass that barely resembled a ball before casting it aside. She had every intent of burning the message, but such a task could be completed later and at anytime, so it could wait for now. Under the cover of a tree, she would gaze up at the afternoon’s sun, contemplating rather or not she should depart for this Land of Wind or sit put and wait for orders from her mother. Usually this decision would had been easy, for she would had quickly decided to take the latter option over the former, but not this time.
Zero was bored, had been for a couple days now and it really showed, for the child clearly couldn’t find anything to do. This was a drastic change from her behavior when she had first arrived to the village upon being released from her icy prison, having ran rampant within the village for she was curious of what it had to offer. But, Oto had lost her interest for she had basically done everything that could be done within the village, which thus led her to become bored. Sure, there were instances that her interest would be piqued, such as when she learned a new ice technique or when she trained with her mother, but such things are always short lived.
So yes, the amnesic child that was the legacy of the Tōketsu clan was considering departing the village for a country she had never been to and had only heard of in passing. It had sounded appealing at least, and with the message she had received; there were some things to be done within that particular land. With a soft sigh, she would close her eyes, humming peacefully to herself for about a minute or two before reopening them, gazing down at the umbrella that lied upon the ground. With a soft smile, she would place her hand upon the wooden handle before pulling herself onto her feet, stretching out her arms before retrieving the discarded paper from the ground. She had decided what she would do, and that would be to go to the Land of Wind.
Far too excited about finally getting out of the boring village, she would make her way to the village gates, her umbrella shielding her from the sun, totally forgetting to tell her mother of her departure.
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