Right... Sha-go said... the worst of the hunts was about thirty years ago... but it was still happening for a while after that, too...
[Still a bit unsteadily, Konoha dips her head in the water again, bringing a hand up to scrub weakly at her face as she pulls back up.]
My real parents... stuff happened to them, too... but I don't really remember it.
[She'd been too young, just a filly in arms, spared the memory of death and replaced only with a few bad dreams.]
Then the wars ended... and some people just can't forget it, but... it's much better than it used to be. Humans and jinba. But that's... just where I live. I don't know about other villages...
[She technically didn't know much at all, she feels bad just parroting things she's been told without having really experienced them for herself... but she thinks about Gonta, about how terrified he'd been of humans, how resentful and angry... and her expression turns sad, nuzzling into the palm of her own hand for comfort.]
I just wish... the wars had never happened at all.
[Gonta's father. Mikuni's friends. Her birth parents. Sha-go's husband. Her adopted parents' real children. All that death... for what? For some idea of a country that a girl so far from the capital can't really understand.]
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[Still a bit unsteadily, Konoha dips her head in the water again, bringing a hand up to scrub weakly at her face as she pulls back up.]
My real parents... stuff happened to them, too... but I don't really remember it.
[She'd been too young, just a filly in arms, spared the memory of death and replaced only with a few bad dreams.]
Then the wars ended... and some people just can't forget it, but... it's much better than it used to be. Humans and jinba. But that's... just where I live. I don't know about other villages...
[She technically didn't know much at all, she feels bad just parroting things she's been told without having really experienced them for herself... but she thinks about Gonta, about how terrified he'd been of humans, how resentful and angry... and her expression turns sad, nuzzling into the palm of her own hand for comfort.]
I just wish... the wars had never happened at all.
[Gonta's father. Mikuni's friends. Her birth parents. Sha-go's husband. Her adopted parents' real children. All that death... for what? For some idea of a country that a girl so far from the capital can't really understand.]