Nearly three days after Neiyuki had encountered the demon in the snow, the girl was finally starting to notice a shift in the landscape. Bare patches of earth were showing more frequently, and she could see the land below. Though it looked like another day of traveling to reach the bottom, the view was spectacular from where she stood. Directly to the south, another singular peak stood, though notably shorter then the mountain she'd grown up on. A large shining lake stood before the southern mountain, though from here it looked nothing more then a puddle. Thick forests grew about the land, along with the occasional town that dotted the landscape. It was hard to believe that there was an entirely different world, down here. The demoness inhaled deeply before practically leaping down the mountain with excitement. What did dirt feel like in between someone's toes? What kind of food did the downworlders eat? There were so many things she wanted to know!

How foolish, she thought, acting like a child again. Of course it was natural since this place was so different from what she knew, but Neiyuki had certainly heard her fair share of stories from Ishiki and any other older bodied being back home. A pang of dismay struck the girl's heart as she thought of all she'd lost through the course of her life. It just didn't seem fair, after all, they were only trying to provide care for the humans! Her father devoted his life to try and save those who needed help through the snow, why once he even carried an old man down the other side of the mountain…unwillingly, as usual, but it was still quite a feat that neither of them died.

The sun was high in the sky by the time Neiyuki reached the bottom of the mountain. Her feet ached from her boots, not to mention her hooded cloak and thick apparel underneath were only making her sweat in this downworld heat.. Thankfully, the place she'd descended to was not on a main human path, all though the air around her was thick with their scent. It was safe to assume nobody had been through here any time recently, so Neiyuki decided to take a moment and get rid of some of her belongings. The boots, though special to her, would prove to be only a burden if she wore them as she traveled. She popped them off her tired feet, and for the first time in her life rested them down on the cool, dusty earth below. The dirt covered ground sent a surprised tingle up her spine. It reminded her the first time she touched the snow as a child, simply wonderous. The second matter of business was to take off a few layers of clothing, namely her thick gray cloak. She threw it off to the side by her boots, before stripping off the two excessive layers of robes she'd been wearing. Bringing all of this clothing seemed suddenly pointless. Now, the demoness stood with a single charcoal robe on, tied at the waist with a make-shift ribbon made from her cloak. Her mother would be proud, she thought, to see her daughter using what she had to make new things.

Using the remainder of her cloak, Neiyuki fashioned a shabby looking sack to place the two extra layers of robes, and her boots. She swung the bag over her shoulder, using the last sleeve as a strap. The Demon's Judgment fit nicely underneath the bag as she swung it back over her shoulder.

"Neat…" Neiyuki breathed, looking around with wonder at the brilliant green hues of the trees and foliage around her. The young demon couldn't help but gasp with delight at the sight of several small yellow flowers growing near a tree. They were absolutely stunning! She knelt down next to them, picking one and putting it directly under her nose, her eyelids fluttering at the aroma they produced. Why hadn't anybody told her the world down here was so…beautiful? Neiyuki tucked the flower into a fold in her robe, hoping she'd see more of them as she explored further. Perhaps I should start on the trail, she thought at first. It would be a quicker way to get around on a road that had already then established, opposed to trekking through the wilderness…however it would also put her in danger, and she certainly didn't want the humans to start making a fuss about her appearance. Her teenage mind soon won out however, and she chose to take the road. Hopefully if she tried to look casual, nobody would suspect her. After all, there had to be other demons around these parts too, right?

Wrong.

Almost as soon as she started her journey on the road, she had to pass a family of travelers, and two traders. All of whom who cast extremely fearful glances her way. Having a demonic aura was one thing, but she didn't even LOOK demonic right now! Her father, Bobbery and Rotaka all had eyes that would instantly say 'Look at me, I'm demonic in nature!' but not Neiyuki. No, her eyes and hair were not some uncommon color, so either she looked like quite the ruffian from a four day mountain hike, or her demonic aura was just, well, noticeable. Or maybe both…humans were so hard to read.

Neiyuki stopped abruptly in her tracks, face crinkling in disgust as the acrid tang of smoke caught in her throat and nose. Somebody was either burning a very large amount of their dead…or a village had just been laid waste to. Without a second thought, her hands reached instinctively for the Demon's Judgement, unsheathing it from it's covering and watching with satisfied blue eyes as the dapples of sunlight from above caught on the blade. Neiyuki ran her index finger from the tip of the blade down the the handle. Her expression darkened as she made her way hastily towards the scent of fire and ashes. It was always war and slaughter with the humans, even with their own kind. Perhaps all they needed was a reminder, as to who the stronger force was…