green is a familiar color to her, having lived her life surrounded by fresh forestry & vivacious plants, among the grass where her once lively family spends their days. the hoshidan princess would like to believe that she could recognize it upon a single glance & she does. but they're of lands that exist only in her childhood; they have since been tainted, corrupted, killed by merciless slaying & bloodshed. she doesn't understand how they've come to exist right now. but it brings such a nostalgic feeling within her that she can't seem to care.
sakura stumbles upon a clearing, gaze focused downward to avoid her clothes getting caught on a rather prickly brush. when she glances up briefly & sees a figure in the distance, her heart immediately drops. an ally ? or a foe ? either way, the flurry of nerves strike her, causing her to tremble slightly. she’s almost prepared to draw her yumi, but when her sight focuses upon a familiar hair & armor, she instead pauses. eyes squint briefly; her head cants to the side.
" su ------ subaki... ? "
// @camelligare