cross-species bonding [closed]

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Characters: Amaterasu (worthpraise) and Xion (notasham)
Setting/Location: Entrance to District 2
Date & Time: Day 0, afternoonish?
Summary: After Xion helps Amaterasu with the Junogam, the two decide to meet up.

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Amaterasu was a goddess, but she was neither all-knowing nor all-powerful. She could be fooled by illusions as easily as anyone else. But there was no one she wanted to see, apart from Issun, and it would have to take a powerful illusion indeed to make Xion seem like the tiny bug that Issun was. And Amaterasu didn't want to see him that badly. Xion appeared as she did to most others: a teenage girl who smelled of soap, with a whiff of something darker beneath it

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Well, that was always a good way to start a conversation. Amaterasu grinned at the compliment, pulling herself forward enough to lay her head on Xion's leg, right above her knee. Surely the girl could admire her better from here - or give her a scratch if she was so inclined. Amaterasu wasn't really that vain, but she knew that she often had to make the first move. It was rare to find a person who was completely comfortable around a wolf straight from the start - she wondered if it would make people easier or warier when they knew she could talk, marking her as no ordinary wolf.

Xion, however, seemed pretty relaxed right now, and Amaterasu exhaled softly, letting the tension go out of her muscles. Despite that bit of...something in the girl's scent, Ammy decided there wasn't anything for her to be wary of either.

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It would have made Amaterasu's life much simpler if she could talk, especially here. Back home, even with Issun's help, she'd been too busy with demons to ever stop and really try to have long conversations with people. Most of her recent conversations consisted more of people telling her what she'd missed in the past 100 years and what they needed her to do to fix things. Not something that needed a lot of input on her part

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Amaterasu had not always been a wolf. It was the form she had chosen when Orochi dragged her to earth, the disguise she had taken on as she wandered for 99 years, waiting for the chosen warrior, for the chosen night. But she liked it, marveling at the way the world was painted by scents, enjoying how quickly she sped over the fields. Her limitations were few, and those she could handle. Inside she was still the same, after all

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Amaterasu lifted her head just enough to shake it lazily side to side, moving her paw to chime the bell again, just once. Peace bell indeed, Amaterasu thought as the sound faded. It did its job of calming monsters, but she admittedly loved the sound just as much.

Amaterasu was gradually becoming more comfortable with revealing bits about herself to others - most of the people here seemed very accepting, very believing. On principle she didn't mind about people knowing who or what she was, as long as they didn't get all formal on her. She'd much rather have people be in the dark and scratch behind her ears than people fawning over her; she had no patience for that.

At Xion's sigh Ammy moved again, this time to push her nose into Xion's hand in what was hopefully a comforting gesture. She didn't know what had caused it. If Xion felt like confiding, she would listen (she was awfully good at that, considering). But she had her secrets and others did as well.

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Ah, people from the world before. Lots of people were worried about that same thing, all for apparently different reasons. Amaterasu certainly had people she cared about back home, but Sakuya had been restored and Waka could watch over himself. And Issun...well, Amaterasu had better worry more about what Issun would do to her when she returned from this adventure. Whatever he thought about her sudden disappearance, it couldn't be good. And everyone else who lived there should be fine with Orochi gone

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Amaterasu waited as Xion fidgeted; she knew how to recognize when a person was feeling troubled. Her ears turned back against her head at the words "sick" and "trouble", and she drew in a large breath, chest expanding, before letting it out in one long sigh