Seika • Ethereal+ • Black Rose • Yōkai
How many nights had it been? Not many, but they were completely terrified of her. Going as far as a few of the more superstitious ones leaving out offerings of sorts, as if that would make some sort of peace treaty and force her to leave them alone. However, her unrest was inevitable. She was managing to find countless ways to rain down hell on the once-calm village. It helped that they already were not quite fond of magic and the supernatural. It only made her mischief that much more fun and enjoyable. But really, her feeling was emptiness. Where was something to fill her up?
Sighing as she shifted into a dire wolf and gave a sharp, crisp, and eerie howl to unsettle the most nervous of those in the village, the Yokai prepared for another night of haunting. In all honesty, she was very pathetic at it, having no base or consistency, yet at the same time nothing new. The only reason she was getting away with it was because of how overly-sensitive the villagers were thanks to some bad encounters that had been handled rather recently. Reclaiming her true form as a small white feline-like creature with a long tail, the ethereal-like beast floated along casually, moving towards her target once again with those sharp greenish-blue piercing eyes.
Little did she know that the village had requested help once again- this time from a passing stranger with a magic aura. Their hopes were that he would drive away the menace to their community. And on that same path moving at that pleasurable time at night was another traveler- an independent guild mage with pink hair, on her way on foot in hopes of returning to her guild if she walked the whole night. While it would be much easier to fly or catch another means of transportation, the nighttime scenery was beautiful, and in a way she missed just strolling along. The only thing that would make it better was a companion. It was lonely right now, and the only friends she had were the stars and moon that were beginning to disappear with a settling fog. Maybe things were not all that they had seemed.
Location;; Beanstalk Village
Muse;; 7/10
Word Count;; 369
OOC;;
Private for Kite. ^^ Sorry for bleh post. Rushed and tired from HW.