So, naturally, Kuvakiri set out towards the west. With plenty of water and food in her backpack, she began to journey on foot, hopping about with her bunny headband down the side of the mountain and found that the journey itself wound up being nothing too difficult at all. Indeed, truly, the most troubling part of the journey was merely how long it would take, but to one such as her time was no matter at all. She took a break after many hours and set up camp underneath some trees before the sun began to set. She lit a large bonfire and cooked some fish, eating a wonderful meal before tucking herself in for the night in her sleeping bag, in a tent.
When she awoke, she ate more fish, then immediately set back out on her journey and finally, after many days of travel she found herself in West Fiore.