Aguri Himura

@KnightRolePlayer      The sound would be tough to follow through Mamori's thick forest, but the longer the sounds followed, the more obvious the changes in the forest would be. The forest became more fertile, and creatures spotted would soon end up appearing as rare species, and sometimes even fantastical, like small, winged lizards, and the odd whisp or fae creature. Plants began to show hints of bioluminescence and grew on foreign shapes and colours of abnormal occurrence. It was clear something of a much, much stronger magical force than mamori, resided here. 

I'd like to battle you if you don't mind.

@-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. 

@-Dominaiscna "Hmph~," the nogitsune rolled her eyes, the naivety of the question, to her senseless, "Forsaken. It depends upon the angle which you look at it." 
          Aguri was of course, referencing her past, but her subject wouldn't understand.
          "Not all of us wished for what we have been bestowed, and such, would they not too be forsaken? There are few of you left, and those who live are in the favor of Inari, or have otherwise strayed upon their own path and survived." 
          
          Aguri took a step forward, her pale bare foot poking lightly through the folds of her long kimono, her stride graceful in manner. The shoulders of her kimono remained sloppily hung, sexual in manner, almost. Upon her left shoulder and back, a large, deep grey tattoo of a tribal like sun. 
          
          Her violet eyes with their black rings encircling them showed off a hint of chaos, and her smile remained, not necessarily inviting. The moon was high in the sky and its light, that managed shine through the canopy of leaves, made her hair shimmer beautifully.  She was the literal physical embodiment of a goddess with the restrictions of an otherwise earthen body. 
          "What brings you here?" 
          

@-Dominaiscna The silver haired nogitsune's lips further curled upward, a grin growing at the formality of the other kitsune's greeting. 
          
          The silver hair of Aguri, of such a long and free length, showed off her ascension into godhood, as a true nine tail, though, what the kitsune in front of her might not realize, is that the woman they spoke towards was not of a particularly benevolent nature.
          
          In a mere few moments, she would have slid from her placement on the stone she sprawled out across, and moved to her feet, standing tall and proud as her beautiful voice sounded, "For once, someone addresses me correctly~".
          
          The long sleeved kimono she wore was not simple, it was long, and behind it trailed a wide train of fabric. It was absolutely gorgeous, and it displayed her status of an unmarried female very blatantly. 

@WOLFGODZ (well thats nice of you! ^-^ you may start when you want!)

@WOLFGODZ (I'm very sorry it took me this long to reply. I was in school and by the time i got home i fell asleep ^.^; id be up for it!) 

'ello again, Des.