At one point, a soft rustle in the bushes caught their attention. Both turned, eyes wide, expecting perhaps a curious raccoon—or maybe a mischievous forest sprite. From the underbrush emerged a small group of friendly, wide‑eyed visitors: a pair of curious squirrels, a shy hedgehog, and a bright‑feathered bird that perched on the edge of the firelight.
Tsubasa laughed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. “Only if it’s a really hungry forest. I’m just glad the road wasn’t closed. Traffic would’ve been a nightmare.” -IPTD 836- Tsubasa Amami And Go- Visitors Can Camp Cha
Go was already there, setting up his trusty, slightly battered tent. He grinned when he saw Tsubasa’s silhouette against the fading light. At one point, a soft rustle in the
The night deepened, and the sky turned a velvety indigo, speckled with stars that seemed close enough to touch. They laughed, told stories of past misadventures, and shared a few quiet moments listening to the gentle lapping of the lake against its shore. Tsubasa laughed, brushing a stray strand of hair
“Thanks for coming out with me,” Tsubasa murmured, her voice barely louder than a whisper.
“Ready for the classic s’mores?” Go asked, his eyes twinkling.
Go nodded, pulling out a small metal box that held his favorite campfire starter. He struck a match, and soon a tiny flame flickered to life, growing into a warm, amber glow as they added pine needles and a few dry twigs. The scent of fresh wood mingled with the earthy aroma of the surrounding forest, creating a comforting blanket of smells that seemed to say, “You’re home.”
