~ Wind of the Ocean ~
:: Take ::
With soft steps, she reached out to the carrier pigeon. Clasped in her other hand was her response to her nana. Azura had taken the time to slip the soft petals within the folds of the message.
She finished tying the knot on the pigeon's foot, backing away. Azura was happy, truly. Her nana was feeling better, thanks to the supplied herbs.
And of course, to Kaze as well.
Their last meeting concluded with tears of relief sliding down her cheeks. She remembered clutching his arm and crying – how embarrassing!
She should probably take the opportunity to see him again.