to dance is to live

She arrived at the battlefield once more, her new familiar in tow. The little raccoon dog had been saved by her previously in the week, and he expressed a desire to share in her journey. With her blade on her back in its covering, she rang a challenge in her vocals to the air itself. She wished to see her familiar in action - it was both an opportunity and a desire to believe he was doing better now.

"We wait" she tells the creature, lowering her skull to look at him. The raccoon dog gives a nod. "I aim to please, m'lady!" he barked in response, giving a sweeping bow at his words. She giggled at his gesture. "one will come to make us battle. This one hopes they are a worthy foe." Sayuri added seriously, a fierce glint in her eyes. There was always something to be done, and she would make sure she was perfect.

Tojo-Kai expected and deserved nothing less.

"Speech"