The Yogusho village was bathed in a rosy glow, the sun's first light of the day casting long shadows across the roofs of the houses, stores, and shops alike.
The sky was already a mix of colors, the red and orange hues of the sunrise painting the sky in a beautiful canvas.
Despite the early hour, the village was already beginning to stir, the sounds of the villagers starting their day reaching Coco's ears as she made her way through the town.
She ended her day a little early yesterday due to her shock seeing a child mediator who was to the village to be Chief Salamandara's assistant— in other words, he was cast aside, never to bat an eye on again.
Coco felt bad for the child, but he seemed like he was desperate to make her stay.
Coco was tired and needed to rest so she ended up running away like usual, leaving a trail of dust in her wake as she sprinted back towards Red Horse Inn.
Does she feel bad? Absolutely.
Would she do it again? Hell, yeah!
