Keiko
"Guess what's on the menu?" Metsumi asked as the group gathered in a circle the next morning, in the middle of nowhere. "Raptor meat!"
Opah was practically cheering as she ran over to where her mother was. Everyone else was almost too tired to move.
No one had gotten much sleep last night. Keiko was one of them, as she spent the last couple of seconds yawning and trying to blink herself awake. Least of all, though, was Ash.
The half-demon was laid down by her lonesome, away from the group, looking up at the sky.
As far as Keiko knew, Ash hadn't slept a single second yet.
... Hm. I should speak with her, Keiko thought, and she'd been about to stand before Metsumi walked in front of her and handed her some water.
"O-Oh, thank you," Keiko said.
"No problem," Metsumi replied. "So," she turned toward Satsuhiro, "did you send the letter to the Council already?"
