Thread: Forest of Darkness (Alvis & Hemlock)

Shiro felt herself take a long, steady breath in the shadow of the beast before her. Her ears were not pinned completely back, but they slanted in an angle of caution and vigilance. She took another breath before matching her heterochromic gaze with the onyx, beady eyes of the crimson oni blocking her path. She couldnt let him live, she realized. If he were to survive hed call upon their mutual Master as soon as he regained his bearings and the youkai would be upon her in mere moments. Hed rip the human male apart first, and then hed deal with her. The stakes were raised now it wasnt only that she had to defeat the oni but she had to kill him as well. No simple fox tricks would be able to finish off this goliath. Do not move, that same, indirect voice echoed in the mind of the male, Do not move and do not make your presence known no matter what happens. I cannot protect you and defeat him if he discovers your location. Please. Again, that hint of desperation could be heard in the very corners of the chime-like sound. If he were to pull something foolishly courageous as human males were so prone to doing, there would be no point to any of her struggles so far. Ibaraki! Shiro called out with her own voice this time, hands set at her side in twin fiststhe action occurring more out of nervousness than bravery. I have earned my freedom so far, and I will not allow you to spoil it. Swear to me that you will remain silent about my escape or else I will be forced to cut you down. The kitsunes words were as sharp as daggers and as immovable as stone. She may have been anxious about the impending battle, but she was not lacking confidence in her own abilities. The chances of Ibaraki accepting her proposal were less than slim, but it only seemed right to give him the chance. Spirits were sworn to their words, after all and it would save her some time and a hell lot more energy. If she were injured after this Her teeth clenched at the thought. How was she supposed to make any distance between this place and herself if she had a weak constitution to worry about? Eyes narrowing in concentration, she set alight her powers. Flames engulfed her form once more and the clothes from before were replaced with iridescent ribbons of ivory that clutched onto her supple flesh like a second skin. The creature was bathed in white fire licking at her body and stray sparks igniting around her form. Snowy hair seemed to float behind her as if made of the finest spider silk, the same white blaze immersing the locks but seeming to enhance rather than damage. Vulpine ears were raised high at attention and those three, burning tails were consumed by tense energy that warmed the stale air and brought electric life to the dead land. The heat and light cleared the miasma surrounding the ethereal spirit, her amber and blue eyes seeming to shine brighter even than the pure ivory of her body. You know what I am capable of. Im not a simple fox, Ibarakiyou well know why our Master chose me, she spoke forcefully with a grave sternness to her otherwise airy voice. You have one last chance to accept my offer. I will not be merciful. It had been many uncountable years since Shiro had last been in this morph. It was a position of power and it allowed free use of her abilities. Faster, stronger, swifter. A true god as the humans were so fond of calling her kind.