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Who: Kagura and anyone who happens to be near the park
Where: Park
When: Evening
Summary: Kagura is wandering around.
Rating: PG-13 [being careful?XD]
The wind lingered, giving off a faint sweetness in the air. The woman, who had recalled herself to be one with the flowing wind, could feel the presence of it, and the feeling it brought a sense of amusement to her. She enjoyed it. The days have become silent, and the nights, it was much easier to sleep, than it was in the feudal era. She could be resting peacefully and not restless and on guard for half of her lifetime. The wind witch rode on her feather, the large gossamer feather that was pure white, almost giving a sense of purity.
It was fluttering a bit, like a bird’s wing as the woman flew. She enjoyed the current, and roaming such a small land, she was capable of doing this a few times a day. Within a few moments, she would jump off the feather and it became the very decoration on her ebony hair. She stood bare foot, on the dirt ground. It was in the middle of the park, the forestry like park that made her feel comfortable. The vines tangled, and the trees seemed so lush with great verdancy that it looked healthy compared to the contaminated ones of Naraku, the corrupted hanyou.
Kagura had not seen him for a while, at least she hadn’t seen him with her two blood orbs, but still, it was better this way. He was a wretched demon, and as long as he stayed near her, the woman was incapable of doing much. She wanted to search for someone, anyone that would be capable of destroying that corrupted bastard. Too bad, she couldn’t find any, except that odd youkai. He was the one she met after her encounter with the youkai lord, Sesshomaru, and he seemed to be more of an ally to the woman than Naraku, or even that Sesshomaru was.
Perhaps, it was because they shared a similar hating towards human, but at the same time they possessed a sense inhuman actions. A small smirk curved on her cherry lips as she stride around the park
Where: Park
When: Evening
Summary: Kagura is wandering around.
Rating: PG-13 [being careful?XD]
The wind lingered, giving off a faint sweetness in the air. The woman, who had recalled herself to be one with the flowing wind, could feel the presence of it, and the feeling it brought a sense of amusement to her. She enjoyed it. The days have become silent, and the nights, it was much easier to sleep, than it was in the feudal era. She could be resting peacefully and not restless and on guard for half of her lifetime. The wind witch rode on her feather, the large gossamer feather that was pure white, almost giving a sense of purity.
It was fluttering a bit, like a bird’s wing as the woman flew. She enjoyed the current, and roaming such a small land, she was capable of doing this a few times a day. Within a few moments, she would jump off the feather and it became the very decoration on her ebony hair. She stood bare foot, on the dirt ground. It was in the middle of the park, the forestry like park that made her feel comfortable. The vines tangled, and the trees seemed so lush with great verdancy that it looked healthy compared to the contaminated ones of Naraku, the corrupted hanyou.
Kagura had not seen him for a while, at least she hadn’t seen him with her two blood orbs, but still, it was better this way. He was a wretched demon, and as long as he stayed near her, the woman was incapable of doing much. She wanted to search for someone, anyone that would be capable of destroying that corrupted bastard. Too bad, she couldn’t find any, except that odd youkai. He was the one she met after her encounter with the youkai lord, Sesshomaru, and he seemed to be more of an ally to the woman than Naraku, or even that Sesshomaru was.
Perhaps, it was because they shared a similar hating towards human, but at the same time they possessed a sense inhuman actions. A small smirk curved on her cherry lips as she stride around the park