In the Tsuchikage's opinion, Ishigakure had essentially been an outpost of her country. The two as allies were like siblings in a sense, but Kouen had felt that similarity meant they needed absorption. Removing a clearly weaker competitor in an incredibly similar market. The lands of earth and stone, were quite similar in resources and there was a shared doton nature in their shinobi. It seemed pointless to Takara and their resistance made it clear.
Now the Elite Jounin who'd restored their alliance with Kouen's head still suffered the raw relation. There likely could never be the same level of trust between the two villages or nations. Though Takara was rather confident in her good name and restoring the light to herself and in-turn her village. This though couldn't be done blindly, so one of the places she'd attempt to frequent would be the land of stone.
Meeting with the Lord of Ishigakure was typically a pleasant affair in Takara's mind. Things rarely were as awkward, as when she first made her dealings. Though their leader and their every villagers opinion of her weren't the same. She wouldn't dare enter their lands and watch without her bodyguards.
In a typical fashion to both be prepared for any chance combat, as well as to take the safest route possible, the Yutakako had prepared a clay dragon and two large clay eagles to be her ride and her escorts. Despite those shinobi with her being her bodyguards, she'd purposely travel separately. It meant she could control the starting flow of the battle, as well as if discerned necessary force them to fail.
Despite being the Tsuchikage, she'd internally value the lives of her people over her own. She didn't want to risk the rule of her beloved village, she had faith there'd be a good replacement if necessary, but definitely wouldn't needlessly risk herself. Instead Takara had given up on herself to a degree, she had atoning to do for her sins. If she could properly in her mind do so at the cost of her life, then it was something the elite jounin was more than prepared to do.
"It'll be a decently long flight, I don't plan to pit stop either. So are you both ready?" The Tsuchikage would ask her bodyguards, as she stood with them atop the village's HQ. Her clay dragon lying before her and her clay birds standing to either side. The birds would lower themselves and extend a wing to the ground to be easily mounted when their riders got close. This was her bodyguards last chance to remember a needed extra bit or bob, as well as to relieve any sort of natural business.
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