Snow fell softly as the clouds blocked out the stars in the night sky, and only left a pale patch of light where the moon should have been. Izayuki had been to Era once or twice, but could hardly remember anything outside of the argument she had had with that one strange woman, Ai. The area she had picked for this meeting was a few blocks away from the borders of the actual city, in a large field that was covered in snow.
The area would have been so beautiful in spring, yet thanks to the cold season, it was blanketed by the soft, white, frozen water. If anything, it was fun to play in, and would soften any harsh falls, were there any. In all honesty, Izayuki was tempted to switch to her true form and begin prancing about and rolling in the promising snow, from her playful instinct. Unfortunately, such a thing would have to wait, and she would be forced to hope that the snow would remain sitting there, untouched. The sun had just fallen, so the temperature would only begin to decrease as the night went on, and surely more snow would be on the way, as per the weather. Pink eyes gazed up towards the sky once again as she noticed the clouds beginning to clear slightly, allowing the moon and a few stars to be seen through rips in the sky’s quilt of clouds.
Naturally, she was only here because she was expecting someone; a special someone who had taught her so much, whom she had grown to love dearly. Perhaps this was not the best way to go about it… but she had to prove that she was serious, after all? Targeting the first ‘god’ of the land, titled in terms of power, would do. Unfortunately, that person happened to be the one she loved the most. He likely had received her letter, which she had had Seika help her write and compose in order to formally send it. Even now, the little thing was with her, despite it being in a way that would not be expected.
Breathing out a sigh in the frosty air, Izayuki patiently waited, standing still and silent in the cold darkness of the night. The hour was one of which she was most energized, being a nocturnal creature by nature. Her target had been told to meet her in this open field, though she had not left a name or scent, and Seika’s handwriting was always rather ambiguous; he would not expect this at all, and hopefully, that would generate at least a little bit of shock factor, and allow him to know that this was serious. This was not a rematch he could just shrug off; she had come too far for that.
Location;; Outside of Era, on a quiet, snowy night.
Muse;; 10/10
Word Count;; 468
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