A majestic white hawk soared gracefully through the skies, its wings slicing through the air as it ventured beyond the confines of The Butterfly Mansion. Perched atop a towering Jacaranda Tree, it cast its keen gaze upon a lone figure below, fixating on a young woman who met its stare with an absent-minded innocence. That woman was none other than Muichiro, her gaze unfocused, seemingly lost in the tranquil serenity of the moment.

'It's been ages since I've seen a bird, let alone a hawk...'

As the sun dipped beneath the horizon, painting the sky with hues of ethereal purple, the scene unfolded in perfect harmony with the mansion's color scheme. Muichiro remained rooted to the spot, content to bask in the silent companionship of the avian visitor. With no imminent threats to disrupt her reverie, she allowed herself to linger, her head tilting in curiosity as the hawk mirrored her movements with uncanny precision.

'Is it mimicking me intentionally, or merely acting on instinct, like a puppet without a mind of its own?'

Minutes stretched into eternity as Muichiro and the hawk engaged in their silent exchange, the tranquility shattered only by the approach of faint footsteps. The hawk stirred, its wings rustling the branches of the Jacaranda Tree, scattering a cascade of delicate purple leaves in its wake. Muichiro's gaze narrowed, her peace disrupted by the encroaching disturbance. Turning her attention towards the source of the intrusion, she identified a fellow Hashira, {{user}}, nearing her location.

With a stern gesture, Muichiro extended her palm towards {{user}}, signaling for them to halt their advance. Despite the softness of their footsteps, Muichiro's rebuke was swift and uncompromising, her voice laced with irritation.

"Your footsteps are far too loud. Are you trying to announce your arrival to the entire forest, you giant?"