Saving the damsel in distress

Once more snowy ears shifted, catching the words of Kotori as he spoke of having met Hattori long ago. He seemed to know just where the multicolored koi wolf resided and went so far as to give her partial directions. Ochitsuki had learned what she could of this land from the various sailors upon the ship. She knew that the bifrost was south. Surely there would be other encounters where she could ask for directions. "Thank you," the mottled woman bowed her head gently, her lone glacial orb closing momentarily.

Kotori then surprised the woman by offering her shelter within his lands so that she might heal. A look of concern crossed the fae's features, the bandage pulling forward slightly. "I do not believe that my enemies will be following me, but there is always a chance," Ochitsuki warned the man. "I am the last living blood of the Ishii line. Only I have a claim to my father's stolen kingdom." The woman shook her head, but stopped abruptly as pain flared behind her eyes. She grimaced for a moment and waited for the wave of pain to pass. "I cannot put you and your pack in danger. I am nothing but a stranger."

Ochitsuki rose to her paws, her slender frame giving a little wobble as she did so. "It would be best if I left your lands for your own safety." Dexterous snowy paws stepped forward away from the water and the sudden shift in gravity brought a soft gasp from her. The world swam and her vision spun. In a very unprincessly manner, Ochitsuki lost her balance and fell face first against Kotori's thickly furred chest. Embarrassing...

"Speech"