Akane (2)

"Such a peculiar compass," Akane quietly muttered. She was in a house built from trees, many structures usually seen in a home was seen here but fashioned in flower stems, wood bark, or beast hides. She sat neatly on a wooden chair, staring intently at the silver compass.

Her dainty fingers caressed it slowly. As she did, she would swear that the area her fingers crossed lost its focus temporarily as if the space it occupied was slightly distorted. She frowned, "This compass is mysterious."

As she studied the compass, a soft series of knocks drew her attention. She hastily placed the compass in her pocket and took a deep breath. A creak sounded as a figure opened her door and entered.

A voice filled with youthful vigor and strength sounded, "Akane, Elder Eiji is asking for you." The voice belonged to a handsome man, feminine in nature, with a slim physique and dressed in a blue yutaka. His eyes was suffused with curiosity as he brazenly looked within the house.