All evidence of the fight from the previous night was sealed on the chilly morning in the spruce forest when the wind rustled, bringing the snow flowers that dropped to the ground. As far as the eye can see, the landscape is now all white and gray.Roneko walks with Kiran as they stroll around the campsite. He kept asking the Kyuubi Roneko to tell him what had happened the previous night."Please tell me again, Roneko. Are you certain that the fire-phoenix figure is a representation of the powerful magic deed I performed?" Kiran did not give up.Roneko confirmed, a desperate look on his face and a smirk that showed the master never believed a word he said. Haven't you heard yourself, My Lord Kiran? Zephyr himself attests to your surprising golden Phoenix magic. So why ask the same question over and over again?"Kiran chuckled, still wearing a simple, disbelieving expression, "The issue is, I only rode once. With the Fire Peacock, even then. Not gold, but red is the color of the flames