Conceal yourself in D A R K N E S S... still your B R E A T H... seek a path to your T A R G E T.
OOC: This is before Naoto heads to the Koga Village. Also this is private, just for Akame. :3
The journey had been a long one. In fact, it would have taken her less time to visit the Koga Village than it would have to come here. Yet there was something important here. There was something fragile and tenuous here that might not last. Akame had been in his prime during the war with Akakabuto and the wolves. The stories that they had been told had built him to be a mythic figure within her mind, much like Tesshin who now ran the Koga clan. But with Akame, that was all that there was. Akame, the last Iga. It could be said to be a fallacy considering that she existed, but it was truth. His sons were dead, his siblings mostly dead. Her father was his nephew but he had left many of the ways of the Iga just as her mother had left many of the ways of the Koga. It was a slow, dwindling death for a once thriving clan. And herself? Naoto was neither and she was both. There would be no resurgence of the Iga clan through her because she carried within her veins the blood of the Kogas. That was why it was important that she come here, to this place. It was important that she see Akame and learn what he could teach her. Her parents had not wanted any of them to follow the paths that their ancestors had but Naoto wanted to make that choice for herself. She wanted to see a living legend before his time came and listen to his words.
But she didn't allow herself to think on all of that too much for there were many things to think about and many things to observe on her journey. This was the land of her ancestors and the land of many warriors. This was the land of legends and battles long past. It was both similar and different to where she had grown up and she drank it all in as she drove herself forward, legs stretching out to their fullest as she loped along. She was tired, thirsty, but she was driven. She would have her answers. She wanted to hear of the past and the present from the mouth of one who had experienced it. She wanted advice and teaching. Of course, he might very well want nothing to do with her but it was all a risk that she would take for the truth of things.
A strong breeze blew over her fur, cooling her some, ruffling the white and brown fur. She gave her head a quick shake as it tickled some of the fur against her ears. When she opened her blue eyes she paused to stare up from where she was standing. Rising like a monolith was Gajou. She had never seen it before except in her mind's imagination but she knew it; what else could it be? A mountain of rocks perched for all to see - a monument to the dead, a castle, a fortress, a place of life and death. Assuming he was not off wandering the land, perhaps visiting old soldiers, this was where she would find Akame. She moved her tired legs forward, pacing slowly towards the structure, blue eyes fixed unerringly upon it. Now, at least, she had found Gajou. She was within Ohu. She was that much closer to discovering the truth of the past, the rifts that had been, of the very world itself it seemed.
She drew closer until she had crested the hill and the stone mountain now loomed before her; dark and black and no little bit of intimidating. And here she paused, unsure. Should she announce herself? Weren't there guards? She had been sure that a pack this size would have some. Ohu was supposedly the paradise of dogs and all were welcome here but would they balk if she drew any closer? She was caught in her indecision and held herself there, waiting.
K N O W your target. Be able to guess his thoughts, his M O V E M E N T S.