Kurenai slowly walked up the small winding path way that lead up to the still relatively new Isayama Dojo
a personal Dojo. Her long red white and black Kimino dancing lightly in the small breeze that inhabited the base of the hills which the duo where climbing, Kurenai looking more mature and clam then usual, but still carrying herself in a confident manner.
The complex had a temple like setting which Kuernai had commissioned for construction after the CIS took over Monastery. Funnily enough that military campaign being the first time she and Maple had properly met one another, let along found beside each other, it only made sense that she would bring the woman to the complex eventually.
By this time in the year the cherry blossom that she had imported from Atrisia where in full bloom, their light pink petals falling along the pathway and stair case, Kurenai using small bushes from the force to sweep the walkways clear. "You know, I could have very well made this place a hotel of sorts instead of a Dojo, the place has a very goo location and I often get tourist from the nearby villages". Maybe in time she could add a hot spring or increase the living area's for those that may want to stay a few more day, but for now just the mere sight of the buildings where enough to catch peoples eyes.
After all Atrisian styled building where not the most common around the galaxy, and watching a sparing match every now and then was good entertainment, or so she had heard. "If you wish I can prepare some tea or food, before I show you around, unless you wanted to do something else before hand", she replied to Maple, coming to the large wooden doors that bared the complex off to the world.
With a small flick of the wrist said doors swinging open, revealing the open court yard of the Dojo, a peaceful and almost tranquil feeling could be felt upon entering, quite, secluded, like being in your own little world. "Here we are Maple, Isayama Dojo, feel free to make your self at home".