Asami stroked the hair of little Hikari, calming the fussing one year old, while her eyes darted between the tree canopies. She was worried, she had been back then as well when they had escaped, yet she couldn’t show it or Akio would spiral in self-blame even more.
She loved that stupid stupid man, but he always took everything on his shoulders and as a personal failing. Her heart fluttered when he turned, as if he had heard her thoughts turning towards him, and shooting her an encouraging grin.
Only for his face to suddenly stiffen and the smile to become a little wooden. Something in her shriveled, as she watched the mask come into place and she knew that her other-half was no longer Akio at the moment but Chuunin Inoue, that she had first met.
"Keep going forward and don’t stop. I’ll catch up in a bit.” Akio quickly said, before suddenly disappearing from view.
Asami by now knew that he was already moving towards what he perceived as a threat, so she followed his advice and just urged the horse on. Despite how well trodden the path was, she still didn’t make the horse go into full gallop, as she didn’t want to risk injuring itself, considering the roots that sometimes intersected the dirt.
It had been maybe ten minutes, when her Akio finally returned. One moment there was nothing and in the next he was on the side of the road, only a couple of feet away. She lessened her grip on the reigns and made the horse slow into a stop.
When they were finally next to Akio, she could see that while he wasn’t winded, there was obvious frustration on his face. That wasn’t the only thing though.
Gesturing to her own face, Asami whispered.
"Akio, there is a bit of….”She saw a bit more of Akio, rather then the shinobi, rear it’s head as he wiped blood from his cheek. She knew how he got after a mission, when...when he had taken lives. She was about to sooth him and maybe distract him a bit from his thoughts spiraling.
Only it was not meant to be, because she could practically see the jolt that traveled through his spine.
His face twisted as he spat out a single word.
"Shinobi.” In a whirlwind of motion, Asami found herself and their daughter off of the horse and in the arms of Akio, as he talked.
"I’ll be carrying you for the rest of the trip, anything else is too risky.”
If continued down the forest path, everything would look normal enough, though with a spattering of fresh hoof tracks. Or it would be so, until what was around the middle point of the path. The first sign of something strange would be the moisture of the air changing, making it feel warm and misty like one was in a hot-spring. The next sign would be the poignant smell of blood carrying in the wind.
While the underbrush hid them somewhat, the corpses strewn around the grass a bit to the side of the road would still be visible when one passed. A quick glance would allow to tell that they were killed quickly, if brutally.
Investigating the corpses could offer clue to how and potentially who had dispatched them, that and check exactly how fresh the kills were.
That or considering how fresh the hoof marks left in the ground were, keep following them and maybe catch up to whoever was traveling down the road, depending on the pace that was set.
Shiba Yuudai