Aguri Himura

@FrostyTheHuntsman @Times_Strange
            
            "Wait!" Dirk called after the two. "You're scaring them off!" He called out more loudly, approaching them as he began to sprint. "Wait!"

@KnightRolePlayer 
            
            The glowstick trail would extend for quite a ways, through the winding stone-embedded path. Near the end, under a cloud of rising mist, an opening would present itself, with the two new characters in this story some ten feet beyond.

@Times_Strange 
            
            The dog attentively stood with clear intent to wait for his master, and she arrived upon the edge oc the clearing not three misty breaths after. Frosty's  tube and metallic contraption were held low before her as she walked through the trail of mist, as communicated to be proper by her companion. Her eyes never widened, but they may as well have locked themselves open by the time her full form emerged. The blue irises of those eyes began to rotate too, a sign of shifting focus for clarity in her view of the target. Clockwise at first, and then counter, before the former to a greater degree. Across the distance, the eye contact may not have been perfect, but her's aligned to the kitsune's perfectly.
            
            "Neat." Clearly appropriate word for when you discover a life form not covered in your bestiary. "Whether you speak English, grok, or have no language at all, you appear too human to feast upon." A smile, just prominent enough to be understood as a signal of pleasantness, felt allowed now, as she continued. "Any knowledge of your existence thus far has not given strife to my clan, but nonetheless, I was guided by divine purpose to sight you, and compelled to follow." 
            
            Those tails were surely valuable on the market, as well as those ears of hers, but Frosty had no reason to believe that was why she ought to be here, at the very moment, on this day.
            
            The canine remain stern in posture despite a clear lack of aggression. It could have been subconscious apprehension causing his eyes to lock upon her so rigidly. Much in the same way foxes evolved to identify the beasts that hunted them, maybe his ancestors were bred to sense distrust towards such manner of distant cousins in the geneological tree. 
            
            Or perhaps what he saw was an unnatural mix of body features, and they stood atop runes atop a boulder. All he communicated to Frosty was that he had reason to be attentive.
            
            Dogs. Go figure.

@XENOSOIS Okay.

@XENOSOIS (whenever you're ready, make your post. I'll reply whenever i can.) 

@Times_Strange 
            An amused glint appears in her eyes at the air of slight annoyance she out up, letting out a light chuckle that bubbled up from her throat as her face tilted up to the wind that kissed her face, gently pushing some of the hair from her face. "That I can tell, very clearly. Especially since you were not born one of us, but as you are now, and considering what is left of our kin, we are probably the closest thing to sistren. " she paused for a moment, raising her gaze to Aguri, "but  since it bothers you so, " she smiled, "Milady it is then." 
            
            "As for the others you have mentioned, you and all of them are indeed very different from me. I am the last of my lineage of nine tails, a blood line that split off millennia ago. " her smile seemed to grow as she spoke, her luminous gaze wandering from the surroundings to Aguri to the stars above, "we work very, very differently. Your powers, though immensely more stronger and bountiful than that of mine, will not grow, not quickly anyway. Ours, on the other hand, with time and patience, will build to an limitless extent. "
            
            She was silent for a while, as if contemplating whether she should continue, "perhaps that is a story for another time, another place. Milady, what do you have with this mortal world? "

@-Dominaiscna "We are not sisters, you and I. We may be one in the same, but we're worlds apart." Aguri said slyly, her small silvery brows furrowing inwardly, giving her already not necessarily pleasured look a little more salt. 
            She might not seem like much more than some lowly nogitsune alone, scrutinized by whom was supposed to be her God, Inari, but that assumption would be wrong, because at one point, many years before, she was human.  It was only after great turmoil, that Inari bestowed this upon her. It was a blessing and a curse, and something that almost never happened. 
            
            "Tch." Aguri sounded, creating an air of slight annoyance. "If there were but one of each, I'd not be standing here, now would I?" Her eyes narrowed. 
            "Your bloodline has not ended in perhaps anything but family. You're merely secluded. Tamamo-no-mae, She was resurrected, not merely a few years ago. And what about Mamori, the four tail," Aguri began, the name Mamori excaping her lips through ground teeth and with more than just a grain of salt, "Or perhaps the one tails, Darius, Nexus, Cassandra? Koda?" She said with scrutiny. There were more like her around than she thought, and it bothered her, that she didn't know of at least a few of her kind. Even with what Aguri listed, she knew that wasn't all of them. She knew there was more than just one, or five, or ten. There were hundreds, if not thousands still out there. They just had to be found. 

@Times_Strange she was silent as the nogitsune spoke, watching her with eyes that seemed to have the galaxy trapped within them. The creature before her, though of the same kin, had a very different tradition, culture and, most importantly, family bloodline. For creatures of other races, such a situation would've made them aggressive toward the other in fear of such a difference. 
            
            For her on the other hand, such a difference only inspired interest within her. She stood relaxed and tall, lifting her eyes to meet Aguri's in a scrutinizing gaze from beneath a curtain of long dark lashes while her lips rested in a mysterious smile holding unreadable meaning, which widened as her gaze slipped lower to the tattoo along her left shoulder and stayed there for a split second.  
            
            "My sister, if you may allow me to call you by such a title, I must correct you. There are not few of us left, but only one. " she let the words hang in the air before she spoke with not a hint of hesitation or strain in her sweet voice, "I am the last of my lineage." 
            
            Taking a step towards her in an inviting and open manner like that of one family member approaching the other, yet she kept a good distance and made no move to reach out. "Well it is quite natural to, when one feels the presence of one's kin, pay tribute to them, especially considering how rare such an opportunity is these few decades. Your thoughts?"

@Deveritus Hiya!