The early morning had welcomed her on her journey, which she had settled for only last night. Rumors of a potent healer residing along the edges of Peace Village, aiding the villagers, the weak and poor, while at the same time protecting the forests that bordered to the small area of civilization with reckless abandon. The way Kenna had heard the rumors, this healer seemed more like a modern-day Robin Hood, minus the stealing. But it had gotten the demoness interested beyond measure… of whether this healer was merely a myth, or whether it was an actual person performing all these miracles. For if it was a person, she'd surely wish to find out more about them, and if possible maybe even recruit them to her cause. To Sabertooth.
It was for that reason that the demoness had set out in the middle of the night, plagued by memories and thoughts that had willed her out of her sleep, but into a constant spiral of what to do next. She could've waited till morning to start her travels. Likewise she could've also asked Avide to take her there, or to go there by using her own wings. But she hadn't. Something told her that doing so would not aid her cause this time around. So Kenna had gone on foot, and found herself having covered more than half of the distance by the time the sun started setting. Having the break of dawn’s first rays cover her back with a tingling sensation, its warmth an encouragement to keep on going. The demoness could still not apprehend how reinvigorating the mere sun could be upon her skin; frankly, she wasn't sure whether this was due to the fact she was a fire dragon slayer, or due to the cursed seal her father had placed upon her. This seal was both her family’s sigil, as well as the link between her and the element of fire itself. The later was only a secret known to the Calanthe di Endovier Imperial family, or to those having made similar acts with the element of fire. The first, her family's sigil was known by all those who knew the late Demon Emperor of the South. It was her tag; her allies would recognise it and rally to her, like her enemies would set out to kill and end her bloodline for good.
But that was water under the bridge and of no concern at this point. What was was this Healer's myth, and the fact that at the horizon Peace Village had surfaced. Soon she'd come to know more about the matter from its actual source. Soon-- huh? Kenna looked up when she heard the fast-approaching pattering of feet onto the gravel road, enhanced by her slayer hearing she noticed it well before the child came crashing into her at seemingly full speed, shouting a name not her own. The demoness startled as the child bounced off of her and fell unto the ground, and was about to extend her hand to help her back up when the young girl did so herself, mentioning her grandmother as she kept on calling her 'Flora'. When the girl finally realised she hadn't approached this Flora, but someone entirely different, she quickly apologized. The demoness, worried about the child despite her looking unharmed by the collision, undid her hood and lowered herself to the child's height. Her hand carefully extended to hold the child's hand. "It's alright, little one, don't you worry. But rather, are you okay? You came crashing rather hard...?" Kenna asked, to which the young girl nodded quickly. "I'm sorry for bumping into you, I thought you were Flora..."
The child seemed to stifle a whimper, having the demoness on even higher alert. "Looks like you really need this Flora... is she someone from within the village?" The girl shook her head. "No Miss, Flora lives in the forest! She visits the town every so often, and she was supposed to visit today, but..." The child grew silent again, having Kenna to guess the obvious. "She hasn't come yet, has she...? Why do you need her so badly, little one?" Is something wrong?" she asked curiously, watching how the child hesitated for a short moment, as if contemplating whether the woman before her was trust-worthy. But it seemed like she soon made up her mind, and nodded. "My grandmother isn't feeling well, she's been having a fever for several days now and it won't get better... Flora knows what to do when this happens... but she... I can't-" Tears had been lingering in the child's eyes, and as soon as they broke through and rolled down her face, Kenna shot forth, pulling the girl into a gentle, soothing embrace. The small arms wrapped itself around her, leaving the demoness to whisper soothing words until her sobbing had died down again into a soft whimpering.
Kenna pulled back slowly, looking the child in the eyes as she wiped a single tear from her cheek and smiled reassuringly. "Tell me your name, little one." "Haru..." Her hands grasped the smaller ones and held them in front of her. "I'm Kenna," the white-haired woman said with a gentle smile. "And I will help you find Flora, but only if you promise me to go to your grandmother and watch over her until I get back. Can you promise me that, Haru?" Haru nodded fiercely, and quickly told the Sabertooth Ace how she could recognise the woman named Flora, and where to go look for her. Kenna nodded in understanding. "Then allow me; I'll tell Flora that Haru needs her in the village, and bring her back right away." she ruffled the girl's hair and stood back up, turning towards the forest that edged to the village several hundreds of meters away from her. "Now go to your grandmother, Haru. I'll take care of the rest, I promise." And with it, Kenna stepped back and allowed her fiery wings to erupt behind her, wasting no time as they propelled her into the air. Only a few beats were needed to get her high above the forest, where she dispersed the wings and allowed herself to drop down, into the green sea that was the crown of the forest below.
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