Welp, here's another link to another oc: http://aminoapps.com/p/s6bryv5
Oh! I almost forgot! For about a week now I have noticed that this book is #1 in the ocxcanon category out of 1,54k stories 😱. How??! How does this weird Wattpad system even work??
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The smell hit a wolf's nose, a yokai that would be wild. Yet, she would have a pack surrounding her. There had not been anymore wolf yokai to accompany her journey... at least not anymore. Her white long locks swayed in motion with the breeze. She kept the mask on which hid the red eyes, with her face entirely. Seeing the village before her, the wolf yokai let her feet take her closer to the people in high hopes they would think that the ears were just as fake as the mask.
She had practiced having her ears as still and strong as a sturdy tree. Her steps only allowing her to go forward at the moment, hoping to be intrigued by some interesting individuals. To her dismay, with her luck she let that bar of expectation to go low.
Kurama's eyes wandered the small setting. Peaceful? It was a wonder; she took a look at the people going about their day. She could tell all of them were bored out of their minds. Doing the same thing over and over. She saw it like it was her; she lived long enough to know that sinking feeling. She felt like she had to follow that routine, she had to do certain things, when in reality she didn't.
The wolf woman started feeling restless getting the scent of other yokai. She didn't want to have the hassle with her mask. Being in a hidden spot, she made her wolf ears disappear. Her head now just full of her white long hair. She then kept her eyes red while her mask went into a bag. Karuma then found a small bench. Seeing the all the humans going on like she didn't exist, Karuma found it as a nice feeling. For some reasons her pack was a pain. Now, she didn't carry on a burden anymore. She was free. She loved the feeling to be soothed with silence.
Karuma then closed her eyes, having her claws to be hidden as well. She let out a breathe; she didn't know what to make of her boring little life now. Live like a human? No, that was petty. Just be wild on her own? That sounded nice. She would want to explore the small forest that was at the village's exit.
Karuma then went to take herself to the forest. Her eyes looking at the surrounding green. It was about to get dark, she didn't know what to do for the night. Then she saw a man going inside the shrine. To her it looked like some sort of god.
Putting the mask back onto her face, Karuma wanted to see the scene play out, she had the feminine smell within her nose a little after the presence of that man. Her next placement was next to a window where no one would really notice her but she could see what's going on inside. Her vision set onto the two. She just felt cautious.
The wolf yokai's head tilted slightly, her expression having a confused look at them. She didn't feel the need for attacking, at least not yet. She didn't know what to think of any of that. The situation, the tension, the drama of the scene. It wasn't her cup of tea. She then jumped down.
From there Karuma felt a little rainfall. She placed her hand away from herself to clarify. Great, the first day would be just great. She didn't have food or shelter. To her, shelter was more important. She tried looking, but found nothing. After she lost hope, she started to think about the days with her pack. She could never go back, she just shook her head.
Karuma didn't see why not to sleep onto the roof of the shrine. She wouldn't want to be spotted. She stopped caring about food and shelter. Most important thing she needed was rest; she didn't have the plan figured out so well.
Karuma kept her body still onto the roof of the shrine. She had still been sleeping. She was laying on her side and she had her eyes closed. She took slow and steady breaths while laying up there.
Yet, having senses of a wolf, she then shot up. She put both her ears down from the yelling of the man. "God why....?" She asked herself, not expecting any other answers, having to look at the blue sky. She rubbed one of her eyes and took her mask. She then stood up stretching her body.
Karuma watched the door waiting for it to fly open and reveal the strange man from before. The woman was, well intrigued in a way. Her eyes set onto wooden plain door.
Then her smaller figure had appeared behind the tall red-haired demon. She started to analyse the man, a long claw from her hand had then poked the red haired oni.
Akura suddenly felt someone behind him and then he felt that this someone has poked him so, he turned to look at who that was. As he did that he saw a woman that looked like a wolf yokai in front of him. "What do you want, woman?" He asked coldly.
"Wow, I can really sense how friendly you are." Karuma retorted to his question dismissively. Her hair had then stopped with her movements. She'd never thought she'd make it that far to communicate.
"Yeah, whatever. I don't care at the moment about what you think or not. I have my own things to take care of so, don't bother me unless you want to die." He answered as coldly as before.
"Makes me wonder why that woman helped you anyway." Karuma then turned putting her mask back onto her pale face. She started to take a couple steps. She thought it was something that needed to be said even if others told him or not.
"That woman didn't help me at all. I was about to ruin her, but I changed my mind. It would only be a waist of time." As he said that, he turned away from the woman and started walking again.
