Despair and Wisdom: Imperial March

Adoka was doing something, when Metsuki informed him that he found a friend. Usually that meant he killed something, so he followed the bird and was relieved, when it was just another common raven. Still he followed them and he was rewarded with running on a Shosuro, who bore all the features, that are normally attributed to beautiful people.

That bastard got a great wife.
Can't you smell the horse dung from here?
You really enjoy it, dont?"

Her husband was a decent Shosuro. Apparently more useful to the clan than himself. Being a Yogo sucked some times. His mind was about to enter the dark spiral, that he was so familiar with, but he sip some sake and to took a couple of deep breaths as he approached the Shosuro and waited to be recognised.

Kheree had found a moment of calm in between her duties and so had distracted herself a bit by enjoying the local landscape and finding something fresh for her feathered companion as he had been fluttering around for a while and then took off to talk with another raven that at least was not one to get into a scuffle with him and after some roughing around they had even coordinated against a adolescent hare and had a bit of a fill with it .
And so kheree was sitting down, her horse grazing and Khar her raven enjoyed some intestines .
"Yogo-san 'she said a bit surprised at the other ravens friend and her face still masked by paint and a chained veil showed a smile .
"I did not knew that another raven had found a friend among the scorpion ."

Metsuki knew better than eating without permission, so to avoid his pestering Adoka croke to him and raised his hand.

There is no way that the Shosuro is so outrageously empty minded.
I strongly advise cleansing yourself just for approaching her at that distance.

He allowed himself a smile under his mask.