Boredom, the worst thing ever [Open]

[Saruko]

Saruko looked up at the bright sun, shading her eyes with her hand put sideways on her forehead. She turned away and sighed; it was just too hot for her. She couldn't see anything but more nature even from her perch high up on a tree branch. Saru looked down, then lifted her bottom off the branch and while keeping her hands on the branch fell backwards, twisting her hands as she went. She was now hanging on to the branch with her hands alone. Then she let go, but kept her arms outstretched to the sky and quickly grasped a lower branch. Then she swung her body to the closest branch on another tree.

Saruko kept swinging for a few minutes. Then she stopped and let go of the branch with one arm, which she used to rub her tired eyes. Suddenly her stomach growled. She moaned and let go of the branch completely, landing perfectly on her feet. She yawned and sat down under the cool shade of the tree.

"Saru so hungry, so tired and so bored," she said to herself in the normal broken and ungrammatical sentences she spoke in.

She felt like falling asleep, but for some reason she couldn't so she sat lazily and impatiently waiting for something to happen.

[Miu]

Damn, but she hated traveling.
Miu grimaced with each step she took. She had tolerated traveling when she'd been with Jin and his pack - it was a necessity - but still she hadn't appreciated it. The only thing that had made it endurable was that she had become close with Saki and Umeko, two other hanyou. But when she left she had lost that feeling of... of not being alone anymore. Such feelings... she'd lost them when her parents had died... but Saki and Umeko and-
She scowled. Really, reminiscing isn't going to help any. She adjusted the bows and arrows on her shoulder, then pushed an errant strand of pink hair out of her face. Her cool gray eyes took in the steep rise of the trees above her and the crunchy, earthen floor underneath her. Birds called to each other sweetly and squirrels darted to and fro. The sun winked at her through the leaves; the clouds shied away from its golden beauty.
She smiled.
Ah, she may have hated to travel, but that didn't mean she didn't like nature. She took a deep breath, and caught the scent of someone nearby. She frowned slightly, and sniffed again. "Hmm," she murmured to herself, "a hanyou." She inhaled a third time. "Monkey." She smiled slightly and moved toward the scent and stopped dead when she saw a small girl next the tree.
"Oh, my," she whispered and hurried to the child.