A sky darkened. A hazy path laid out before her and as she walked along the mists she began to see an incredibly large tree before her, reaching out to the heavens. She knew this tree, or, well, she thought she had. Yet as she drew nearer, it became clear that this was not the same. The land around different. Not a great lake, but open ocean. In the green are an incredible amount of vibrant blue flowers, herbs which she had never before seen in her lifetime. Which wasn't saying much, given her reclusion to mostly coastal island.

Then she was back. Along with the three other wolves who had been compelled into the celestial warp of interacting clouds. A man first, a woman of the sea (she noticed the accent) and then another. Rage filled the first two, yet Daiyu's own thoughts lie a bit more positive as the short, soft smokey brown girl. She spoke, alot, yet Daiyu found herself drawn to her open optimism.

There is a tree like that here. Just as big, but this one, it was different... it's, it's on that island then, near the mountains to the west? She felt her head still spinning from the vision, trying to gather her thoughts together on what she just saw. I've never seen anything like those flowers before though... they looked magical. And being Daiyu, she really enjoyed collecting beautiful, exotic things.