The swift footed boy leaped,
arm outstretched grasping the branch before him.
The beast soon gave chase.
A ghoulish creature of gray skin,
small beady eyes and a mane made of black.
The boy swiftly shot the ghoulish creature,
thin feathered arrows known for their point.
The horse like beast gave another piercing screech,
a sound that terrorized the small community for far too long.
The ungodly beast jumped for the boy,
just as he wished it would.
One final shrink left the monster,
one final cry as it succumbs to its death.
The boy smirked from above.
"Thank you my friend.
You made this battle far easier than I could have hoped."
He told the large, towering sycamore,
who's long branches had caught the beast,
one branch penetrating the fowl creature's chest.
The tree gave know sign of hearing him,
but he knew it did.
They always listened,
one could only imagine the secrets they held.
"Chiisai!" Came the call of his longtime companion,
A far taller male, large green eyes and pale hair.
"Pray tell, would you old friend,
what savage beast has haunted our forest this long,
a brute of hate and spiteful wailes,
who cares not for man or beast.
A beast, no doubt, of hellish spawn,
here only to kill and feast,
no compassion it could ever show.
Please, my friend, tell me you know what it is?"
"Malakai My friend the fiend has been slain,
The horse faced brute, of ghoulish skin
a simple Tikbalang.
Small in size-
no more than a simple ten foot high.
The simple minded and callous creature was far to brash,
it knew not who it battled and charged me blindley,
and fell to my beloved forest home.
Now its blood and body will feed the soils and beast,
of which it once terrorized."
Chiisai jumped from his high perch,
falling down through the tree's great branches.
Collecting his fine tipped arrows,
pulling one then another from the beast flank.
"Good deal great brother."
The taller Malakai called his friend.
"Another beast fallen to you,
another viceroy for our beloved home.
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A kits Journey
FantasyChiisai is a half Kitsunay born living threw the apocalypse as being formed mythologies past come to spread terror to those around. Chiisai and his community protect each other killing off any beast that ventures to close until one day a visetor com...