Jingu held onto Kojurou, a soft frown on her face as they raced off toward Oshuu.
Megohime sat with her children, Irohahime crawling around Megohime, and Tadamune sleeping, little legs twitching. She brushed out her long raven hair, watching her children with a soft smile, looking up when a knock came at the door. It slid open and one of Megohime's handmaidens entered with tea. "You should be in bed, Megohime-dono, I brought you some tea." "Oh, arigatou." She said, setting her brush down and picking up the tea, then frowning and setting it down when Irohahime grabbed her hair brush and tried to chew on it. "Iroh, no.." She picked up her daughter and held her with a sigh.
((Driiiiiiink the teeeeaaaaaaaa~~~))