It was time. For a moment, the world around him was silent, everything standing still as he looked out at the land before him from the edge of the city. A hand slid over his shoulder, causing him to look back at an elder man who had been his teacher for awhile now. The man smiled, even in his age he held himself upright and strong as he met Senshi's eyes. "Good luck young one" he said, "you have much to learn but much to give on this journey...your people are counting on you." His eyes wavered over a group of people who had gathered to see him off. All of them standing strong there as they certainly expected him to. They were an intellegent and strong people indeed.
He would not allow a simple threat as a war or other nations to cause him to faulter. He gave a slight incline of his head to the elder as if to acknowledge him as well as a sign of respect. For one about to step off on his own, his heart and breathing were calm. He was not afraid, not when he had the strength of his people on his side. If not in person, his brothers would be with him in spirit and that was enough. He would not allow himself to fail. He couldn't. He turned without a word, there was little need for goodbyes, he would come home safe, and things would be better when he did. For a moment he wondered how many of the others within this task had left their homes yet.
Were any of them afraid or worried? People of this land could be so foolish and blindsided, all of the different nations were just that...different. He kept his eyes forward, not allowing himself to look back. There was no point in it now. He had taken the first steps, now he would need to see this through. From behind however, he could feel one pair of eyes burning into his back. The eyes belonging to his father, most likely from appart from the crowd. He could feel the unspoken weight they placed on him on top of what was already there. Faliure would reflect rather badly not only on him, but his father as well.
He had suspected the other had had a hand in his being chosen, but the stubborn man seemed insistent on telling him it was of his own pride and strength that stood out to the people. He sighed, moving farther away. He knew where he was heading, it was not to far away from their boarders and land. Why a spot so close to their homes had been chosen he was unfamiliar with the reasoning. He supposed it went along with keeping potential friends and enemies close. He was familiar with the land, possibly more so than the others would be. If need be, he would have advantage on a few levels. A breeze ruffled his hair a bit, causing him to pause and be pulled from his thoughts. Odd, he had just left and already his mind was at work analyzing the situation and outcomes.
He felt the corner of his mout tug into a smile. He would need to be less focused within his own head where he was going. Learning these people and the task at hand was more important indeed. He glanced up at the sky, it was still nicer here than in most of the land, so close to their territory. He allowed his eyes to close for a moment as mentally he seemed to be connecting himself to the land and to the strength and ancestors of his people. It was quite an odd sight, anyone would have asked what he was doing standing there in the middle of the land like that. He felt a lot better now though, the strength inside him seeming to itself strengthen. His eyes on the world ahead, he advanced on his quest.