Okura was a fine lady, dressed up in some basic clothes. A brown t-shirt, some jeans... the usual. She messed with the twirls on her scarlet pigtails, a smile appearing on the fourteen year old's rosy face.
"A walk will you do you good, I promise it will." Okura explained to Siriuk the temple yonyuu.
Siriuk, nicknamed as Sir, gave a little twitch. He silently walked behind Okura with his head bowed, eyes wide in the never-ending stare he seemed to had been born with. Okura sighed, then took some large tough leaves out of a pack. The yonyuu blinked it's eyes, scurrying up to nibble on the leaf in Okura's soft white hands.
"The forest is so calm, so gentle. Try to be like the forest." Okura said to Sir, rubbing his fur as he gnawed at the leaves. The feel of leaves in the yonyuu's mouth, well, it was oddly liked and was a nice trick to calming down the ever uneasy winged creature. Siriuk then completely took the leaf in his mouth and they continued walking into the forest. He chewed it quickly, yet careful not to completely consume it. When all the juice was completely gone and the poor leaf was torn to shreds, Sir spat it out onto the forest floor.
"That's it, Sir." Okura said calmly. "Ohh I wonder what we'll find today." Okura rarely would go to this part of the forest, but she would often read up on the forest and knew a lot about it. It was an exciting feeling, discovering the unknown, especially with her companion beside her.