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there is no medicine to cure hatred
Not a day passes that Tamu doesn't think about what life would be like if he hadn't found his sister; ignoring the fact that he'd actually probably be dead. He didn't miss having a proper home, or being surrounded by familiar faces, doing the same things day-in, day-out. He didn't need any of that, because he'd found Oyana, and that's all he needed to keep on going.
After having found her and having what was probably an over-dramatic reunion, Tamu insisted that they keep on moving, not wanting the repercussions of the fall of their homeland to catch up to them. It wasn't something he desired to face, and certainly something he wanted to protect Oyana from for as long as he was able. And so now they were travelling together, just how he liked it, over lands they'd never known before and heading in no particular direction - it was unlike Tamu to not have a solid plan, but he felt no need for one as it was simply a feeling that drew him to their destination.
As they approach a rather thick forest with a faint hint of a possible path, Tamu eyes their surroundings carefully as he wanders behind his sister, keeping an eye and ear out for anything that may be lurking in the shadows and decide to attack.
"No idea, but..." He starts to respond to her question but comes to a halt barely a centimeter away from her, "Oyana!"
Tamu backs himself up a little to give her room if she wishes to move as she speaks once more, again offering a question for him to answer. Sighing softly he shakes his head, and gives her a gentle, warm smile and a reassuring look with green eyes that dared to blend with their surroundings.
"There's nothing back there for us, sister. We need to keep moving forward; at least to get out of this forest before I nearly trip over you again." His tone is teasing and he gives her a gentle nudge to continue onward. There was most definitely something on the other side of the forest, but that didn't mean it would be good. It was at this point that he wished he was in front of her now instead, in case something awaited them. Something bad.
