Dame da ne dame yo dame na no yo

Patient the pink pelted waited for whatever the Shogun was to answer or say following her inquire, one never aimed to be disrespectful just to show some politeness. She could be formidable fighter but also politician and finding it easy to be a lady in behavior and within her ways of expressing herself, saying away from ugly talk and offensive language. She preferred to get her point via actions, via sharp claws isntead. That in her own opinion held better results as she normaly left lasting marks for the aggressor to remember. Her thick coat danced along the wind howling through the trees. Her posture reflected confidence, expression even, untouched.

She wanted to ask the reasons for him to come to such decision. But she shared the wish for a more useful life, with a purpose not stagnated in a place that if she was honest wasn't what she expected when Takeshi recruited her, speaking as if this was a place for elite warriors and prodigious power. But right now she didnt see it as that. Maybe she could explore her options along. Of course her loyalty rested on the male's ideals and it would stick even if he left. "I will." She said, straight to the point.

"The talking"