Saving the damsel in distress

The world swam less now that she was sitting down, but the woman's head still throbbed and she grimaced as one delicate paw came up to gently touch the gash on her forehead. As Ochitsuki pieced together the happenings of the past few weeks, the earthen brute began to speak. He introduced himself as Kotori Fatalis and it turned out that he was the leader of a pack. Fortunate for him to have stumbled upon her, she thought. Surely an alpha would have more knowledge than a common wolf. Pale ears shifted towards the horned man and she waited for him to finish his line of inquiry.

Kotori asked about what happened to her after he spoke of her supposed lineage. That was comical to the fae and the corner of her maw lifted ever so slightly. When he was finished, the fae decided to answer the question of what had happened first. "The ship that I booked passage upon was wrecked out at sea by a sudden storm." Was she the only survivor? Clinging to a piece of debris, Ochi had paddled for her life and, thanks to the lightning illuminating the sky, she had seen the outline of land on the horizon. She didn't remember reaching the beach, but she obviously had done so. She and her sword would be fine.

"As for who I am..." The woman took a deep breath before releasing a long exhale. "I am Ochitsuki Ishii, daughter to the Shogun and Princess of the Ishii province." Again she maintained that eye contact, her blue orb burning into those of the man across from her. "I've come to this land seeking Hattori Hanzo. Do you know him?" There was a hopeful look on the woman's face as she questioned the man.

"Speech"