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Post by mina on Dec 3, 2017 19:03:32 GMT
Mina Shimabukuro Social  Open SETTING: In the west of Eokia lies a large mass of cherry blossoms, known as "チェリーアイルの質量 || Cherīairu no Shitsuryō," also known as "Mass of the Cherry Aisle." This is essentially a safe-haven for wanderers, including all species, and many Kitsune seem to call this place their home. One of these people is Mina Shimabukuro, and happens to live in a castle seemingly veiled by large blossoms. One may not even find themselves approaching a giant castle until they are in it's own shadow. It gives off a very Eastern vibe, very similar to the woman that lives there. ______________________________________________ As the wind blew through Mina's long and braided pink hair, she felt a gust of warm air from the hot tea that she was sipping. It was right after noon in this region of Eokia, and the sun was just shining through the pink cherry trees that surrounded her large castle. She was sitting right on the outskirts of this castle, her body being comforted by a soft blanket under her along with small leaves twinkling down the sky from above at a slow rate. She was sitting alone on this Thursday afternoon, and decided that it would be best to eat outside in the form of a picnic. She had already fed on enough energy previously to sustain her for a bit longer, but she did enjoy foods that were not necessary for her survival. Therefore, she sat on her white and red blanket with an array of food in-front of her; A pitcher of warm, green tea, a large pot of sukiyaki for the main meal, as well as dango, senbi, melon pan, and gyoza. For the main dessert she made Castella, a puffy sponge-cake that was one of her favorites. As she began to eat, a small piece of a vegetable fell onto her lap. She was wearing a beautiful white and blue kimono of sorts, her typical wear while she was in Cheriairu no Shitsuryo. Her fox ears and tail were clearly visible, which matched her hair with the same pink. However, unlike her hair that was not her ears, it ombre'd from white to pink in a smooth fashion. However, her most noticeable of things she was supporting was definitely two necklaces that fell from her neck. They were fairly long, and they both contained a small charm that reached into a symmetrical crystal on each. These crystals looked to be golden with a red stripe, and one contained a black spot while the other contained an orange cross. She used these to summon her companions- but only when she felt as though it was necessary. She loved them with all of her life, but enjoyed her alone time. However, they were always there for her when she needed someone to talk. Even though the land she lived in was very populated, it was very large, therefore the Kitsune that lived there would find themselves not venturing out that much to see others of their kind. Mina was one of the exceptions, as she would venture out, but not to their locations. She would find herself venturing across the map in her human form, trying to learn the ideals of other beings that lived far away from where she called her home. As she kept eating, she began to take a few more sips of her tea before pulling a few strands of grass out of the sides of her blanket and start weaving them together. Before she knew it, she made what appeared to be a coaster of thick grass and cherry blossoms, which contrasted with her blanket she was sitting on. She sat her tea down on this coaster and began to eat more, embracing the beautiful flavor that was her own cooking. "As the blossoms fall..." |
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Post by 0 on Dec 3, 2017 19:56:43 GMT
Tall, dark ears twitched.
Elsewhere it was the start of winter, but here...it was as though the dead of spring had never left.
He could feel the natural energy infusing the land trailing sparks through his jagged whiskers.
The raggedy scraggy tailless fox took a step from cold, hard soil onto the warm, moist ground.
Soft green grass brushed across his long legs, wound up the curling trunks of trees in full bloom.
Dark wood shed pink and white petals in a shower that reminded him of the snow that surely already blanketed his frigid-turned northern homelands.
The narrow rip in space he had stepped through shrunk until it was gone not long after he pulled his final foot through.
He folded his ears back when he saw this occur; he hoped these lands were as peaceful as they were pretty.
A small archway built from swirling stone sat behind him, suggesting that it was some device that might be turned on and off at will--too bad he didn't know how to operate it.
All around it was a landscape of gentle knolls and open woodland, and woven in amongst the trees were various artificial structures that blended in well with the wilderness, a town built within its own park.
With naught else to do the starved fox continued on with quiet footwork.
His muscles warmed up fast under the spring-forced sun, steps going springy.
Whatever force caused the eternal spring now wound its way through his body, and he could feel the weariness leaking out of his thin fur like vapor to the wind.
But that didn't stop his stomach.
The hunger remained, and the second his pointed nose caught a whiff of something possibly edible, the canine turned on his heels and headed towards it.
The trees grew thicker together, bigger and more bountiful in their blossoms.
A veritable cloud of pink whorls rustled overhead, and great showers of the petals scattered across his patchwork coat.
He huffed, mildly annoyed, and paused to shake them from his pelt.
It was a futile effort, however, as another breeze was soon blowing through, and within seconds he was speckled pink again.
This time he resisted the temptation, drawn further on by the strengthening odors.
A long nose poked through the weeds, low brown eyes blinking and staring.
The fur along his shoulders spiked up, bristling.
Though what sat before him appeared to be human, not even the fragrant flowers and odiferous food could belie the stench of another fox.
He crouched close to the ground, trying to remain hidden, as he examined the scene, watching as the fox ate and drank in human guise.
He didn't sense anything malicious about her, but one could never be sure.
His muscles tensed, and the tendrils of ripped fur on his haunches twitched as though a tail, were it only that he had one.
He watched for an opening, and took it when the other fox sipped daintily from a fragile cup, her eyes seeming to narrow for that moment in satisfied thought.
The skinny fox darted out from behind the foliage, jaws wide so as to snap up anything at all.
He choked down some small balls on sticks on the way to what he was instantly drawn to: a puffy-looking thing that was perhaps the biggest thing on the blanket.
Were he successful in grabbing it, his teeth would clamp shut deep into the fluffy mass, and more than likely tear off a good chunk rather than drag the whole thing with him, considering just how soft and spongy the cake was.
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Post by ninjasoilder on Dec 3, 2017 20:15:43 GMT
Choushin had arrived at a place he hadn't quite seen before: An area that was dense with Cherry Blossoms. He didn't know what this place was called, and his interest was already piqued. What was this place? Why was it here? What lived here? Who made this? These were questions that went through the kitsune's head as he wandered in.
Transforming into his normal fox form, which had him look like an arctic fox with black tips on his ears and tail, he began to follow what seemed like a normal path. He was already feeling some sort of presence here. He could get faint feelings of other kitsunes here, as well as other critters, humans, ect. Now this place had him interested. Since he could feel other Kitsune here, he might be able to find a place where he could be among his own kind. Whether that was going to be a good thing or bad thing was yet to be determined.
After spending some time walking around in his fox form, he soon picked up on the scent of food. He could tell that it was human food. He liked human food because of how there are many ways to prepare it, though he's never really made any himself. Never had a good time to do so, outside of hunting the animals humans made food from, and that was about the closet he would get to making some himself.
Following the scent of the food, he soon came across what looked like a picnic area. He saw that there was someone here. He could tell that she was a kitsune, based on the aura he felt from them. Deciding that it was relatively safe to do so here, he exposed 5 total tails as he approached the female. He didn't know her name, but he hoped she was friendly, or there might be a kitsune battle here to disturb the peace. He wasn't attempting to hide as he approached the female, acting like a friendly and curious fox, sniffing the food, wondering if she could tell he was a kitsune too.
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Post by Yukirin on Dec 4, 2017 0:01:33 GMT
The smell of fox was thick in the air. One could not be too surprised, as this area was the Mass of the Cherry Aisle. Cherīairu no Shitsuryō. She had never personally visited the new land, but finding new places to explore never was a bore. This place had a relaxing vibe to it-- she liked it, but there was one big problem…
She could not find anything to eat!
Of course, there were wanderers and stragglers and small prey animals around, but having such a sparse hunting ground did not appeal to the fox’s appetite. She much preferred it when there was a dense population of to-be-food, all in a smaller area. Oh, how that made it easier, so she could spend less time hunting, and more time doing other things; like nothing.
To not frighten anyone off right away, Yukirin picked a form that was to be expected of a human in the area. Long red hair, dark eyes, a young body, and casual but fashionable clothing-- she hopefully would not scare anyone off so quickly. If anything, she looked like the prey, walking around in a human shape. However, should something attack her, she was on her guard and prepared.
It was not long before the kitsune happened upon the area that was thick with the scent of foxes. As she walked along the path to the castle, she observed the graceful pink-haired semi-human shaped fox, the five tailed arctic fox, and the tailless fox wrecking everything.
Seemed fun.
Chuckling, the red-haired girl walked closer to the table. She had no ears or tails to display, but she allowed her scent to alert the rest of them of her identity. “Quite the party you all have going on. Hope you don’t mind my uninvited appearance~”
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Post by cynda1 on Dec 4, 2017 0:29:54 GMT
Flower petals fell one by one as the cool breeze surrounding the trees caused them to flutter down. The air was absolutely filled with them, and it clouded the sight around anyone who happened to be wandering around, much like fog would. Though, this was much more pleasant than fog.
Four careful paws made their way through the woods, a third creature in her animal form. However, this was no kitsune, but rather a cat of sorts. Well, she supposed it was the only proper thing to call her anyway aside from her name. After all, she hardly knew what she was. A cat that could manipulate and feed off of the cold around her? What would someone even call that? Whatever the case, this feline was not attracted to the area by means of feeding since she was fed to the fullest from the climate around her. Instead, she was just attracted by the cold air itself.
Regardless of whether she was needing to feed or not, this kitty was always attracted to the cold. After all, if there was no coolness in the climate, that would mean that the climate could only be hot, and she hated the hot. Why, one of these days the warm climate may be the death of her. Of course, there was always a place on this planet that would be cold, surely. It would be a most ridiculous notion that there wouldn't be.
Still, she would most definitely hate it if this place she had called her home for the one year been free would suddenly be consumed by an unbearable fear. Oh, how inconvenient indeed!
The kitty's small, blue nose twitched as a scent of creatures she'd never seen before piqued. Being isolated for most of her life, there were still plenty of creatures she had yet to even see, much less meet face to face. Naturally, this cat was curious. Her triangular ears twitched, but she didn't want to change into her more human form. Perhaps she would be able to blend in more if she remained in her kitty form.
The sight before her was that of some kind of castle. To say that the structure was massive would be an understatement. In comparison, she was a rather small cat, though cats of her nature never really got that big anyway. Of course, right now she was merely 1'00'', but she could be bigger if she felt like it. At this moment, she just didn't wish to waste the energy to do so.
Though her interest was grabbed by the magnitude of the structure, that wasn't what kept her interest. No, it appeared as though there were other creatures around the castle, though two of them seemed to be approaching one in particular. Unlike the foxes, this cat didn't carry an inch of caution, though perhaps if she knew that foxes ate cats she'd been more wary.
The kitty's nose twitched again as she had made her way by the other female fox rather confidently before hopping onto her shoulder and rubbing herself against her face making extra sure to flick her tail under her nose, before leaping off of her other shoulder. Then, she sat in front of the female just to see how she would react.
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