Akitsu woke up in front of a roaring hot campfire. The last thing he could recall was that he shifted forms and was about to attack the mysterious shaman. Fuyumi, his sister, stared at him as she cooked over the campfire. They never needed to speak to each other; they simply knew what the other would say before they could speak it. For example, he knew the food she was cooking was a rabbit. She "tenderized" the rabbit with merciless beatings. Like all meals that Fuyumi cooked, they were carefully prepared and tasted great. Getting up, Akitsu observed his surroundings. As usual, Fuyumi had done an excellent job setting up camp. He grabbed some food and ate quietly.<br/><br/>"It's a little to the east." Fuyumi said with a soft voice. Akitsu nodded back. She continued, "Follow the-". He cut her off, "trail of blood". He knew that she wanted him to cover the trail as he followed it to help conceal themselves. He followed the crimson trail; covering it with snow. Fuyumi, on the other hand, doused the flames with snow, cleaned all traces of their camp site, and surveyed the surrounding flora. She gathered herbs and plants and placed them into a pocket of her suitcase. She learned a lot about plantlife, cleaning, and cooking from her mother as a child. The art of killing, however, she developed on her own with Akitsu at her side. Once she finished up, she began heading towards the small body of water she had found earlier to rendezvous with Akitsu.