PSL | test drive | sunshineverse

[snowchild]

[ It's been just days since the destruction of the nameless Mt. Odori settlement Konayuki called home, but already the scene has been coated in feet of heavy snow that obscure the splintered walls, scattered possessions and numerous graves. The only tracks are hers, her fur boots leaving light, paw-like imprints in the fresh snow from various bundles of flowers away towards a sheltered bluff away from the village proper.

Sure would suck for anyone who needed information from the Itezora clan, really. ]

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[scarecrowboy]

I'm not keen on sweet things. I much prefer bitter, or salty things. Like the fish you gave me.

[ He looked down for a moment, unfurled a fraction of the bandage and set it across the mouth of the large pot. ]

To brew the tea, we'll have to leave it in hot water for a while, but we don't want to get the leaves in our mouths and stuck in our teeth, so I'm going to make a strainer. [ And he promptly began by taking a pinch of the leaves and placing them in a little pile on the bandage-- then, once he had a fair amount, he twisted it into a small ball, wrapped and knotted the leftover fabric, and let it sit in the pot as he poured the hot water over it. ]

[snowchild]

[ That's not what your bandages are for, Kakashi, but adults know best??

She's not entirely sure why she notes this preference of his, since he's just a visitor, but she doesn't dwell on it. She'll see if she can find more of the salted fish later. ]

Children are meant to like sweet things. Big sister Mari doesn't, but she is almost an adult-- ah. Um, was.