>Facepalm. "Let's hope she'll be alright then."
>Let's look to Honoka and Ranka. "Well, shall we be off?"
>Let's resume the 20-wing auraform, and head on in!
>Yuzuriha stands aside to allow you entrance to the courtyard beyond the gate, as Meiling and Sabine approach each other again, Sabine once more taking the initiative and charging forward.
>"A moment, please." Honoka asks of you as Ranka floats over to fall in to your left. She extends her hand towards the cobalt gatekeeper, and a pale golden glow surrounds the nine-fingered woman and the two dogs flanking her. Her eyes flutter and she flexes her arms, spreading them out from her. The golden retriever looks around curiously, while the husky howls. Four more canine howls answer this one from the keep.
>"I restore you, gatekeeper, and your pack." the cloaked youkai declares, lowering her hand. "If another challenges you this night, then you may fight them at your best."
>Yuzuriha looks at her hands, then bows to Honoka. "You have my gratitude." she says in a strangely formal tone.
>Her task complete, Honoka falls in behind you, both her and the blonde at a fair distance, considering your aura, and you fly through the gate, into the Keep courtyard.
>The courtyard is actually not entirely dissimilar to your own: spacious and well groomed, the walk to the mansion's main door lined with small saplings. Possibly maples, transplanted from the forest growing south from the lip of the cliff top. The interior of the wall surrounding the keep has been dug, indicating the makings of a garden, though only a handful of flowers are present here and there.
>The main doors are rather understated, if you're honest. Cut from what you'd guess is oak and treated to stand the test of time, the double doors can be opened inwards via the large bronze handle on either one.
>"This is where I find my own way." Ranka informs you.
>Honoka gives her a solemn look. "At least try not to invite too much trouble."
>"Hon, get with the times." Ranka pouts, placing her hands on her hips and leaning forward. "Inviting trouble is how folks say hello."