Akane was more then pleased as her young daughter rushed over and hugged her, the queen was thrilled to be precise. It wasn't often that she had the opportunity to spend time with her children during the day, and that made the red headed mother sad. "Hinata dearest, look at Mommy. I love your eyes and your should too. They are such a beautiful blessing." she cooed to her child as she patted that small head of her's. The Queen found Hinata to be much like her husband, excitable, but always honest and loving in his own special way. It warmed her heart to see her beautiful little baby growing everyday, little by little, giving her a feeling of bringing up the children well.

"I wish we could spend more time playing like we used to Hiroaki... I'm sorry we do not get many chances lately." Akin said lightly, but frowned as her eldest child brought up another thing. Hinata was hurt, and supposedly from a flower. A slight frown crossing her lips, the mother gently took her daughter's small soft hand in her own gloved hand and shook her head. "Oh honey, what did I say about flowers? Some are dangerous and you must be aware of those small little thorns." she reminded her youngest sternly, but care on her face. "Alright, how about you come with mommy through town after I make your hand all better?" she offered lightly, leaning down to smile at the small girl. Her red ears perked up from her curled hair and swivled towards her son. "Hiroaki Dashiki." she said curtly, looking to her son sternly. "I am to meet your father in town for the meeting, and Hinata will be with me, why not join us? We will pick up some mangos on the way. Let's make this a family time." she said lightly, brushing a strand of red hair from her eyes. Mangos happened to be the absolute favorite fruit that her whole entire family adored, and knowing a fresh crop just came in was something that the Mother knew would draw her children into family time. Even if it was a bit of a bribe.

Chu'si walked through the forest silently, watching over the Mayor's daughter once more. The Indian female was tall, deeply tanned, and had natural curling brown locks that rested past her shoulder blades. The stark contrast of her orange tattoos gave away her identity, but with her skills of stealth, it wasn't a disadvantage when it came to being a hunter. They didn't name her the snake maiden for nothing. Sitting pretty on the tree branch, the young adult watched as her charge rode through the forest, not at a swift pace, but it wasnt lesurily either. It ment she had a purpose, and knowing the purpose behind the young maiden's movements was what Chu'si sought out. Watching the confrontation, the wind tossled the trees' leaves, and in a graceful movement the huntress dropped to the ground. "Good morning," Chu'si said nonchalantly, her Indian accent apparent in her voice. "This part of the woods seems to be popular lately, no?" Light conversation was key. All three needed to get away from such parts of the woods, and especially the Mayor's daughter. Narrowing her eyes a bit as a breeze came again, the Indian woman wore a hunter leather corset top that showed her stomach, with beads upon it. She also wore a matchif brown leather skirt that was knee length, and had a cut up her right side. Her leather boots were sleek, and not very clunky compared to most boots. A single strand of her hair held the fang of the wolf she had killed when she was younger, as well as a few beads made from the beast's bones. With her head dress, tattoo, and hair, the woman's appearance was that of pride and loyalty to her people and her duty. Chu'si, even being the snake maiden, would fight and protect the people to the bitter end.