As Rin walks through the busy camps on the edge of the Deltou Colossale Forest, her dress billows in the wind. She observes the colorful scene of laborers rushing to erect tents, soldiers sharpening their weapons, and nobles making stately gestures.
She hadn't attended the Royal Hunting Event before, and the grandeur of it filled her with anticipation. She would have been nervous to go into the forest eight months ago, but now that she was more resolute due to Isolde's rigorous training and her own increasing confidence, she felt a silent strength.
Her pink eyes scanned the crowded crowd as she made her way to meet Velmera at the Saravelle camp, the tall trees in the forest creating long shadows in the distance.
She was momentarily focused on a young man her age passing by. She couldn't place it, but there was something familiar about him.
His confident, smooth voice called out before she could keep going. "Rin Valarune?"
