mokuton-senju:

seoa:

mokuton-senju:

-chuckles- It is called “being polite” if I recall correctly, miss. -offers his arm- Would you like a grand tour of the place? -gestures at the forest around them-

-she laughed a little and nods - yes i know that it is~-she said in an up beat tone as she took his arm-well yes i would actually love that very much thank you~.- she moved a bang of her her silver white hair from her eyes.-

“That is an interesting hair-colour you have there. Is it natural? …if you don’t mind me asking, that is.” Leading her along the trail, he began pointing things out. “This oak here is my favourite tree in this forest… I know, it’s not very interesting, but this place is basically where I’ve grown up.”

She blinked a few times then pulling a strain of her hair infront of her she smiled and nods “Yes its my Natural hair color i really dont like it makes me look way older then i am” she laughed a little and then looking to were he was pointing “Actually forest all together are very beautiful” she looked at him “And tress can tell alot of stories about the past at least thats what my parents told me when i was little and i understand but it is interesting.”