Amaterasu heard a noise in the corner of her ear. She didn't stop the horses or slap the reins, but did immediately turn around to face the bush that had made the shriveling noise. Ama let one tight grip off the ropes and reached down for the sword at her waist. She was always the woman to be cautious of anything, whether it's just a stranger passing by, or a bird chirping in the trees. Her hearing was definitely acute, and she liked to use that to her advantage when protecting her mistress.
After a while of looking back and realizing that nothing had jumped out threateningly, she turned back to the front, letting go of her sword and grabbing the reins again with both hands, letting out a sigh. Ama knew that she was always over protective, and she knew that it was simply annoying to many people around her, and she wondered if her mistress thought that way about her too, but she decided to focus on getting the two of them, and the others that were following behind, to the Yukimura territory.
"Amaterasu calm down and relax a bit. Don't you think I've thought of all the possibilities before making the decision to come here? Being the clan of the South we are to travel the farthest than the other Heads."
Ama opened her mouth to say something, but found it better to think before speaking, something she hardly did and a flaw that was easily pointed out by anyone. After a little while of silence, Ama answered while looking back at her, "Yes... I understand, Miss Ayane. I suppose my imagination of the worst makes me doubt your thoughts." She felt bad, since she was so protective, that it could get the better of her and upset her mistress. That was something she was set on changing over the passing time.
" Amaterasu, think about it. Do you really believe I would be wasting my precious time with this trip if it didn’t mean something? Everything has its purpose and this is no exclusion of it. Even if things were to go wrong as long as I am able to get away everything will be alright. Besides I wish to see how the others are doing and this is a rare chance to do so."
Ayane then puffed a dragon-shaped black cloud into Ama's face, causing her to pull back a bit and cough at the same time. She then turned her eyes back to the road, thinking about her words, although her thoughts were completely contradictory to what she was planning on saying. It was hopeless, after all. Ama's defensive nature wouldn't leave, no matter how hard she tried. She's always worry and take extra cautions, but just to see if she could fool her mistress, she put on the most natural smile possible and said, "After thinking through logically... I believe you are right, mistress, just as you always are."
Although she was originally planning on leaving it at that, she then said slowly, and quiet, "Mistress... have you ever met with the Yukimura? Or any of the other clan heads?" Ama, even as a protective person, still had her moments of curiosity, like any other human being. Although she wasn't really a human. Or a demon. But still, "Well... I suppose it won't matter since we'll be meeting them today." Ama said, slapping the reins down since the horses slowed their pace.
A little while later, the scenery changed even more dramatically. The plains Ama was used to seeing after living under the Miyashiro for so long had been reserved into a green landscape of trees and plant life, more than she even thought could exist. It did fascinate her, to think that people lived in that sort of environment normally, and sometimes it all took her eyes off the road and she'd sometimes hit a rock underneath the wheel by accident, immediately apologizing various times to her mistress for the bumpiness. It happened a few times though, since she couldn't help it.
Ama had paid so much attention to how everything looked that time seemed to have flown by. When time slowed, Ama was usually bored or in a bad mood, while if she wasn't, time lasted a mere second; and that's how it really felt. Because of this, she realized she nearly hit the wall of the Yukimura's house, stopping the blinded horses just a few feet from the stone, "Miss Ayane," She began, hopping off the carriage and directing one of the servants to tie the horses to a pole, "We've arrived at the Yukimura's household."
Once the fantasy world she saw, through the green trees and plants, had disappeared, she snapped out of it and into her defensive mode once again. Her hand was laid onto her sword in a fashion that could easily be pulled out when needed, and she went right to Ayane, just in case anything were to happen. Surprisingly, no other heads had arrived just yet, 'I suppose I must have driven the carriage slightly faster than anticipated...' But she just solved this with a small shrug, 'Being first here cannot hurt. The Miyashiro are always on time. I expect our first impression to be the best...'
"Do you need help getting out, Miss Ayane?" She asked, offering a hand if needed since she wanted to do anything possible to assist her mistress. Yet at the same time, her eyes seemed to have speculated the grounds coldly. Almost like a priest staring into the eyes of a demon, Ama didn't look as if she was trusting of the clan they were visiting, or any other clan for that matter. All that mattered was the Miyashiro, and the Miyashiro only.