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(unnecessary backstory in between the margins)
whistles of the wind caught in the air around the form of venus and lifted their long fur to the sky. rich blue gaze scanned the area in which the kitsune had been snooping around not so long ago, with a faint sense of déjà vu still washing over them whenever they looked upon the land. it wasn’t a place that venus thought that they had ever been before. but it was faintly similar to somewhere venus couldn’t place a name to. odd. it was what had drawn the kitsune to snoop around the place on nights where their silvery pelt would blend well into the night’s shade. it wasn’t a malicious act, just something venus wanted to do to scour out the group. they were humouring the idea of staying here to try and get some desperately needed rest for their constant headaches and nausea.
the night was young. the moon hung lowly in the sky, its pale glow illuminating the land beneath it and providing guidance to the creatures wide-awake. skittering around, the sounds of small claws scouring for anything deemed edible filled the dank, stagnant air. dust plumes rose in clouds of grey as a slightly larger entity made their way in amongst the beige landscapes, footsteps heavy but silent. ambition flared in deep-set eyes, the vulpine creature ready to complete their task.
this crossroad had an eerie aura to it, it was perfect for getting anything shady done with no witnesses however. not that the creature using the area would ever mind an audience; the vulpine was no stranger to a show. but it took two to tango, and the other actor in this game hated the limelight. such a shame. nevertheless, the silver hued entity obeyed the mysterious individual’s rules to play their game, bringing the gifts they sought. a box filled with curious knick-knacks was slung over the vulpine’s back – some were hard to come by, others not, but they were all treasured. not by the person who had arduously collected them one by one of course, but by the soon to be recipient of these gifts. someone late.
reaching the point in which all four corners crossed paths, signs detailing where each path would lead to stood tall over the silvery vulpine. they loomed over the vulpine, carefully watching their actions as if they served as some other, higher being’s eyes. they made the vulpine feel small and vulnerable. they made them feel as if any mistake they might make would be held against them, and albeit the vulpine loved a show – this kind of show was torturous. the sooner the creature got on with their task, the quicker the creature could begin on their own life.
hastily the vulpine began to dig a square hole, just big enough to completely encompass the box of gifts they brought. this would be the place in which the creature’s companion should find their offerings. swiftly the silvery vulpine placed the box in the hole they had just made, dusty mud transferring from the vulpine’s paws to the box in the process and sullying the offerings. whoops. but there wasn’t a drop of water in sight amongst the exponential plains, nothing that could be done about the mistake. the creature would simply have to carry on.
the silver entity waited with bated breath for something to just happen, it seemed an eternity passed and only the sounds of their own breathing filled their ears. puffs of air condensed around the vulpine’s mouth, agape and sucking in gulps of oxygen to recover from the effort they had put into making that hole. could the vulpine’s friend be anymore of a dunce making them wait like this?
suddenly things started to happen; materialising behind the vulpine finally came the form of their sought companion. red gaze pierced the silver vulpine, their own sapphire gaze raking the ground to meet their friend’s as a shiver ran down their spine. ’hello.’ the vulpine would call out to the dark entity, black tendrils moving in a purposeful manner to simply acknowledge the greeting of the silver creature with a wave. ’can’t speak? cat’s got your tongue?’ haughtily the vulpine jeered at the darker monster to try and elicit even something out of the unnaturally quiet thing.
’you haven’t told me why i’m here yet; i’m still waiting.’ replying coolly and calmly, the ebony monster appeared unphased by the smart-ass remarks. crimson hues scanned the vulpine. up. and down. the monster seemingly dissatisfied with the things they saw, awaited patiently for an answer to their queries.
biting their cheek, the vulpine once more practiced the words in their head that they had wanted to saw to their friend for so long now; almost unready to voice them. but they must. ’you know why you are here with me. what other purpose do you serve in life? i want my hard-earnt knowledge, but i also want to forget everything else.’ the vulpine was picky. choosing select few memories of their past life, the silver vulpine didn’t quite understand the recollections in their mind – echos of another time and place that were once held in a body now ten foot under the snow. some were useful, wholesome, they contained scientific discoveries made out of sleepless nights spent hunched over a cluttered desk. others were more bittersweet. eyes made of metal, a heart of cold gold – the vulpine knew what he smelt like and how they had made this foreign inhabitant of their mind feel, but he wasn’t someone the vulpine themselves knew. but they did know it hurt to try and think about him, which was sometimes unavoidable.
then some of the memories were so painful that in the brief moments the vulpine scoured over the invader’s recollections, seeing those black and gold eyes staring back at them made the creature want to cry. the silver vulpine had enough of these faux experiences.
’are you sure this is the way you want this done? i typically would be more than happy to take a soul any day, but you're one of the rotten ones. doubt i’ll get much praise for bringing your sad excuse for a soul home. as it spoke, ebony features morphed into disgust at the thought of extracting the silver vulpine’s essence. the monster obviously reluctant to carry out the deal, but promises were promises. ’tried hypnotherapy?’ a smug visage bore holes into the vulpine’s form.
frowning at the monster’s either weak attempt at persuading the vulpine to turn back, or an even weaker attempt at humour, they were not impressed either way. the silver hued creature huffed at the monster indignantly as the teen they were physically. approaching the monster with one extended silver leg, the vulpine supposed that the act of intimidation would do very little to actually intimidate the stronger monster. but they hoped it would at least make it clear to the monster that they meant business. ’of course. it hurts, why the hell wouldn’t i want it done efficiently as possible?’
a grimace broke out along the monster’s features as crimson eyes softened into a look of resignation. defeated, the monster gathered itself to prepare the event’s main performance as the vulpine eagerly insisted – the silver creature visibly anxious to carry on as well. ’don’t say i didn’t warn you..’ with one final remorseful remark, the ebony monster reached into themselves and brandished a knife. black handle held intricate patterns in it’s beauty, the sharp blade of it glimmering in the moon’s pale glow. beautiful.
suddenly the monster would plunge the knife straight into their own arm without even a flinch from the monster. the act made the silver vulpine gulp nervously. ’your turn.’ moving towards the silver vulpine, the creature’s every instinct told them to run away ,but the vulpine managed to force themselves to stay rigid in their spot. muscles tensed as the monster edged closer and closer towards the vulpine, the knife still covered in the monster’s flowing black smoke that emerged from it’s wound. gross. but even closer the monster came with the knife until it was pressing down on the vulpine’s own skin, piercing it and leaving it once more. tightly the monster would grab on to the vulpine’s now profusely bleeding arm with it’s own wounded limb. words of incantation flowed from the monster’s lips, something that the vulpine didn’t understand but endured anyways. all because it would soon be over. soon be over. over soon. the silvery hued vulpine’s sapphire eyes rolled into the back of their head and they blacked out.
venus’ sapphire gaze was still locked on sunhaven’s picture-esque scenery as ivory birds flew overhead. their songs somewhat put the kitsune as ease, even though the vulpine shuffled around on their darker grey paws in a nervous twitch. surely someone would be passing by sooner or later. ”hello– anyone home?” in a sing-song manner venus called out to the inhabitants of sunhaven as the kitsune requested their immediate attention. but the not unreasonable lack of an immediate response irritated the kitsune’s thin patience. anxiously venus rubbed at their slowly withering bandages around their right arm as old blood started to peak through the once pristine cloth. they’d have to be changed soon. the kitsune couldn’t do that though without a home, which explained their appearance at sunhaven.
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