"A river that separates a portion of land from the rest of the forest," she chants under her breath so it'll strike her immediately when she sees a place that resembles the one in the picture. Close behind, a malicious growl is heard amidst the grass. Mizuki pauses.
Mizuki whips around, scouring her surroundings as she searches for the source of the ominous sound. She steps back nervously, wrapping her fingers around her weapon tighter, refusing to lose sight of whichever danger that seeks to catch her by surprise.
She looks down at her feet every now to make sure she's still on balance, fearful that the moist muddy path may be her worst enemy of all.
From the corner of her eye, she catches sight of a moving silhouette running amongst the brambles. "Who's there?" she yells with girth, despite knowing her assailant might be a non-human entirely.
