As Keiko followed Ichigo out of the tent, she had a little smile on her face. Meeting another likeminded Zayama was always a pleasure, as rare as it was. The main thing that had Keiko curiously trailing after this woman, however, was her outsider status. Like Yumi, she probably spent a long time out of the compound, and as such, this presented an opportunity to learn quite a lot.
"I learned my Wind magic from my father," Ichigo told her, as the two of them made their way through the camp. "Father had always been a bit of a mercenary when it came to our clan," she stated. "He would take odd jobs here and there from the clan's leaders, but he wouldn't rest a day in the compound. Instead, we would travel from one place to another, living mostly off the land."
"Was Wind magic all he knew?"
"Yes. He, like many of us, had an affinity for it. Are you one such case?"
"No, I'm just interested in magic in general," Keiko shook her head.
