Thread: World-Famous Wolf's Bitch {darkest_fate&Malfrost}

The shrine looked as though it had been lifted directly from an ancient film or painting. Quiet woods surrounded it in nearly every direction, separating it from the rest of the bustling Japanese city. Somehow those woods managed to block not only most of the sight of modernity, but the sounds, even the smells as well. Even if someone focused, they still couldn't hear the slightest hint that the modern world lay beyond those stone steps. Only the slight tinkling of spare chimes, rustled by the wind, and the gentle moving and swaying of the wind echoed in the area. A trickle indicated a small stream that ran through it, supposedly leading back to the ancient cave the shrine was built to either protect or guard, depending on the legend. True, there was the slight sound of a handful of people, mostly locals and those tending the shrine, milling about. Nothing more. The area smelled of wild as well, a woodsy, earthy smell with just a hint of some kind of flower. Some did say that mustier, more foul odors could be detected closer to the cave proper, but most waved those comments away. The whole place spoke of a long forgotten time, and of Japan's willingness to coexist with its long-vaunted path. Which was precisely why Miss Emma Watson had opted to come here. The beautiful British girl had elected to take a well-deserved vacation upon completion of her degree. She had recently finished both the degree and her latest project, giving her free time to enjoy herself. Several friends had strongly suggested she take in the sights of Japan, and Emma didn't see any reason to object. Yes, she had to meet with a representative or two, mostly a handful wanting to expand some of the modeling brands Emma represented. Most of the locals seemed absolutely enamored with her. Emma did have several qualities that often came up as favored, both universally and among the Japanese. Her pale skin spoke of her FrenchBritish heritage, and the light dusting of freckles that occasionally showed themselves among nose and cheeks only seemed to aid it. Sometimes Emma hid them behind make-up, though her natural beauty often didn't require it. She certainly didn't need much to bring out her expressive brown eyes, or to make her soft pink lips look more kissable. Her sharp features suited her well, especially with those eyes and lips there to help soften the appearance. the long, wavy, light brown hair helped as well. it extended past her shoulders, having recently regrown after Emma's decision to trim it nearly entirely away. It nearly covered her slim shoulders, the body that helped her win her most famous role showing all the more. She still appeared quite svelte, with a model's thin frame and petite breasts. Her body still curved as a woman's did though, and the tiny build only appealed to locals more. As did her role of Hermione, which several locals seemed quite eager to see her dress as. She'd put off the requests for now, though Emma had a sinking feeling she'd be donning a Hogwarts school-girl outfit and smiling for a camera before her trip had finished. For now, she left all that behind. She'd approached the shrine, having received a tip from one of her local contacts. He'd been an older gentleman who'd insisted that Emma take in some of the more ancient parts of Japanese culture, and Emma, always eager to expand her horizons, agreed. She'd headed straight there, though she supposed she looked slightly out of place. Many locals dressed in some form or robe or another, not the khaki shorts, trendy sandals and loose blouse that Emma wore. She didn't want to offend anybody, and she had also been told to seek out a particular monk. Which begged the question where was he? Emma hadn't really been looking too hard, mostly enjoying the shrine for what it was. She'd still looked at the various people, having the slight foreigner's difficulty in telling them apart. she'd have to ask, or trust that someone had informed the shrine keeper that a gaijin would be visiting, and that she would be most pretty indeed.