Hideyoshi PoV
As I soared over the dense forest which began on our side of the Kuroki border, the wind tore through my hair, carrying with it the crisp, fresh scent of pine. Below me, a sea of green stretched out as far as the eye could see, the towering trees standing like sentinels guarding the border. The forest was a sprawling patchwork of different shades of green, the light filtering through the leaves and dappling the forest floor with shifting patterns of sunlight and shadow.
From up here, the world felt both immense and beautifully minute. The forest, so daunting and labyrinthine at ground level, was a mere tapestry of verdant hues from the sky. The birds that flew beside me were mere specks against the vast expanse of the sky, their chirping barely audible over the rush of wind in my ears.
