let it rain [sazio]

[Rain]

 Time seemed to move on faster than her. It always did, no matter how she felt about it. Sometimes, she felt mad about it and wanted to have the power to stop time, and return to the days where life was not that complicated. She wanted to return to the days in which she was with her family, curled up next to her mother, her father, and her brother. She desired to see them again, but so much time had passed... she always wondered about them, about their well being. Were they even alive? Closing her eyes, the coal-pelted female sighed, trying to get her mind to shut up for at least a moment. The day had been a cloudy one, with colder winds than usual which made her curl up into a tight ball.

Rain blinked in reaction to a cold raindrop that touched her nose. Lifting up her eyes, she saw that a rain cloud was towering above her, but she did not move. The small, scattered raindrops began to fall down until it was pouring, and a distant rumbling made it known that a thunderstorm was approaching. However, Rain did not move. She felt the heavy drops of rain fall on her fur, but she never budged to find shelter. She began to feel soaking wet, her fur heavy with the excess water, but for some reason, the obsidian female did not move.

She did not want to move. It wasn't because she was injured or unable to; it was because she simply did not care if her fur got wet, or if she got sick. All she did was, for a moment, enjoy the soothing feeling of the falling rain overcome her senses. She closed her eyes, feeling in every fiber of her being the beautiful sound of rain and distant thunder. Her mother was scared of the storms, but named her daughter Rain as a reminder that in the midst of the storm, something beautiful came out of it. It was something she lived by, but after what happened, she had doubted it for so long.

But now, there she was, laying down, curled up in a ball next to a tree, feeling the rain fall over her. It was as if she wanted to feel her pain be washed away with the rain as she kept her eyes closed and her form as circular and tight as possible. Her mother always taught her that, to be able to enjoy a rainbow, they had to learn how to put up with the rain. But... in Rain's case, she preferred days like these over sunny days. It was as if the heavens cried with her, or as if the heavens desired to wash away her worries with every little droplet of water that fell from above.

Sighing, she felt herself stumble between awareness and deep slumber, not bothered at all by the cold weather, using her tail to cover her nose and face. For a moment, she was at peace.

For a moment, she felt okay.

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Sazio <333 Found Rain's old Zenny table Hope you like it! Reply whenever you can darling

[Sazio]

From the shadows orbs of chilling green studied the ball of obsidian, heartsick and lost in her sorrow. Even as the billowing clouds of an angry grey gathered and clashed overhead, the fae did not move. The bite of a chilling wind shifted through brutes ebony and ivory coast, though he paid it no attention at all, the Vanir only curled herself more tightly. Sazio blew out a silent breath, he would be glad when the weather warmed, winter was the least favorite of seasons. Primarily because moving in stealth became more tedious simply because tracks in snow were inevitable. Although they could be concealed or their appearance could be diminished, it still took more time then spring, summer, or fall required.

The first fat drop of rain landed near the silent female, followed swiftly by another, then another, until it became a steady downpour. Soldiers twisted flat, how he hated getting wet. Even as a pup he despised the rain, lakes, pools....the bath. It was something he learned to deal with and ignore, but he still hated it. That skull dropped even as the cold gaze remained locked on the female. Still she did not move, not even when her coat was soaked clean through. A moment of irritation flashed through the beast but it was quickly repressed. He understood, far better then some would, why she didn't move. When lost in grief everything else fades, everything else did not matter. Whether she remained healthy or gained an illness from the ice cold rain and freezing winds or not was likely not very high on her priorities list.

When her tail covered her muzzle, and she coiled even tighter it became obvious to the Gardail that his Vanir had no intentions of moving, Sazio would move forward carefully stepping over the female so that his bulk shielded her from the majority of the rain. For a moment when he was certain she hovered near the borders of true slumber he would drop his skull, gently brushing his muzzle against her cheek in a fleeting touch that swiftly disappeared. His voice, that low whispery rumble vibrated his chest as he spoke quietly to her. "You will catch cold, Vanir, sleeping in a winter storm like this.." It was his job to protect her, even if that meant protecting her from herself. "You will worry the pack if you do not take care of yourself, at least a little."

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The rain kept falling down, intertwining between the ebony furs of the silent femme that, for a moment, had forgotten why she was there in the first place. The rushing, but soothing sounds of the rain hitting against her ears made her loop in a state of semi-awareness, numbing down everything around her. For a moment, she didn't even notice the form of a pale and scarred wolf walking towards her and putting his body above her to shield her from the falling rain. At first she didn't want to react to his appearance, but out of courtesy, she lifted her head and noticed that it was Sazio. Inwardly thanking him for his kind act, she then observed him from below, noticing how he was now getting soaked under the heavy rainfall. She had taken a liking to the male for his deep advice and his mysterious façade, and she found herself enjoying his presence and being with him. He had this aura around him that made Rain feel safer. Kiva did not make a mistake of placing him as the Guardail. He was doing an excellent job so far. "You will catch cold, Vanir, sleeping in a winter storm like this.." Rain smiled softly at the male, sighing in silent but hesitant approval. "You will worry the pack if you do not take care of yourself, at least a little." 

"Thank you," she said softly, in almost a whisper, "But there's a reason why my name is Rain, after all..." she giggled quietly as she moved from beneath him, noticing that the heavy rain was now slowly receding into light raindrops, but the climate was still cold and the clouds still covered the sun... she prayed to the spirits around her to keep the day going on like this. She was enjoying it, after all. Looking at Sazio, she smiled softly before speaking. "Thank you, in all seriousness, Gardail. For taking care of me... I'm sorry if I worried you or anyone else. I was just... enjoying my favorite type of weather." Pulling her lips into a friendly smile, Rain sat down in front of the black and pearly male, observing his features with more detail now with the help of daylight. His eyes were a gorgeous shade of green, and he was scarred in multiple areas. His fur was a pale cream, covered with obsidian markings throughout his body and face. His build was muscular and strong, somewhat reminiscent to a warrior's body type. "How have you been, Sazio? Anything new since last time we talked?" Looking back at his eyes, she kept smiling, enjoying his presence for some odd, unknown reason...



Words: 451
Tags: Sazio
Muse: High!!!!!!!111/
Notes: GAH i love these two too much.

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[Sazio]

When her head rose he pulled back a fraction, just enough to lock eyes with her for a moment before he turned his gaze away. He would never admit to it aloud but the beauty of her silver eyes caused his heart to skip a beat. Why it did such a random act he was not certain, after all the wayward organ had never reacted in this way towards any other creature. It baffled him and left him uneasy and someone bashful in her presence. Thankfully she hadn't noticed a rare moment of impulse when he gave into the urge to touch her resting form. So with a silent inward effort he shoved the puzzling sensation and desires aside and focused on more pressing issues. Such oddities could be meditated upon at a later date.

For a moment he did not think she would answer him, but she would relinquish her silence to whisper softly. Her words inevitably caused a smile to soften the harsh chill of his gaze that dropped back down towards her as she crawled out from beneath him. The rain slowing to a gentle shower, though by the look of the darken skies he doubted this was the last down pour of the day. The giggle that followed her word only strengthened that smile a fraction before he spoke. "I see, kireina, but even the rain knows when to be sensible and give the earth relief from its touch."

Sazio lowered his rump to the earth, not bothering to shake out the access water from his coat, after all to do so would likely put them into a second impromptu shower. A single soldier standing alert atop that cranium tipped towards her at the suddenly serious tone she employed. His response was merely to dip his muzzle respectfully. "I will always protect you....Vanir."

For a moment her words cause that skull to tip on its thick pedestal considering them carefully before those jaws parted to speak once more. "It seems I have taken on a deshi." For a moment he paused, searching for the proper term before continuing. "A student in little Sasha." Sazio withheld the reasoning behind this turn of events, unless he was directly asked it would be Sasha herself that would explain if she chose to do so. Not that it was a secret really, but to his mind it wasn't his place to explain the young restless wolf's action despite the fact that he had offered to train her in self defense among other skills.

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The obsidian pelted female smiled at the brute, nodding in approval when she heard the male's comment about rain. However, a certain word, just like the many others the mysterious male had spoken, stood out from her. Kireina. She was really curious about this male. He apparently spoke another language, and that word apparently had some sort of meaning. She liked the sound of it, and began to even consider naming her future daughter like that, if she ever had one of her own womb. A ping of heartache crossed her chest as the sweet face of her daughter, Lydia, flashed through her mind. Her throat fought back a lump as she swallowed, trying to hold back the tears that the memory brought to her. Snapping back into reality, she focused on Sazio as she kept on her smiling, friendly posture, although now, her eyes were a little bit sadder than they were before, the grey of her eyes now duller by the sudden flash of memories. The male spoke once more in reply of her gratitude, telling her that he would always protect her. Something about that comment made her heart skip a beat, and caused her gaze to drift away from his face for a moment. Returning her pale eyes to meet his emerald ones, she continued to listen to the male as he replied to her question.

Sasha? The young fae that had washed in the shores alongside her mother, Kiva, escaping from the mighty pack known as Kairos. She had only heart stories about them, so she would not judge them. All she knew was that they were big in numbers, probably the biggest pack in Anikira if not one of the biggest, and supposedly they were all a pack of giants. "I'm sure you'll do a wonderful job training her. She's strong like her mother Kiva." Rain then began to wonder inside of herself a few things, so she decided to be bold and ask him about it. "Say, Sazio... I've heard you throw a few words that I have never heard before in Anikira. Where do you come from, if I may ask?" She tilted her heard, consumed in curiosity about the male. "Of course, if you do not feel comfortable we can talk about something else. It's just that... those words are so beautiful and strange. I want to know more about them... I want to know more about... you." Trailing off after noticing what she had just said, a flash of heat overcame her senses and made her feel nervous for a moment. What if he didn't want to share? Then, Rain would understand. "Ah, well... What has been said cannot be taken back..." She thought inside of herself quietly, hoping that the male would not mind her accidental bold approach to him.



Words: 478
Tags: Sazio
Muse: High!!!!!!!111/
Notes: GAH i love these two too much.

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[Sazio]

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The sorrow that flashed through Rains eyes told Sazio volumes. Where her thoughts traveled, what made him curious was what had triggered the memories to arise? Although the mood warmed several degrees when he told her he would always protect her, the way her gaze flickered away from his brought a faint twist to his lips, barely seen. As their conversation progressed and he mentioned Sasha, his head would raise a fraction at the confidence she held in him rang through her casual compliment. Why on earth would those words, unwittingly or purposefully given cause him such pleasure?

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt when her voice rose once again, blinking several times he simply stared at her for a few heartbeats as her words continued to flow, until the very end. Brows would furrow slightly while a frown passed across his lips, it wasn't a common practice for him to tell anyone anything about himself, but the simple truth was knowledge would do any harm to the pack, only to himself, at least none that he could foresee. Still inwardly he was in a slight panic, he knew what his past would mean to his future if any should find out the details. Assassins weren't revered or favored among most cultures, neither were those skilled in gleaning information using whatever means at their disposal. Deep within that chest his wayward organ clenched almost painfully at the thought of her shunning him simply because of what he was. He felt no shame in his heritage, only pride. But what if those silver eyes shone with disgust when they looked at him? Again that heart cringed with a mysterious pain, what was wrong with him? Perhaps he needed to see the packs healer. Although outwardly none of this slipped free to be seen beyond that ever calm expressionless mask. The compelling need to give her what she wanted outweighed the fear of her rejections. Fear, it was not an unknown emotion to the Shinobi trained brute, but it was an emotion that never interfered or came into play with his actions.

That skull pivoted, turning away looking off into the distance as if from here he could see his homeland. Slowly he began to speak, his voice low and gentle. "I have traveled this world many times, from one mission to the next. But home is an Island called Japan. Tell me, my kireina, do you know of the world beyond Anikira's shores?" Those striking emeralds drifted back towards her own silvered gems, still they did not linger long, instead they traveled over her visage, studying her expression. Within those frozen depths of spring a warmth resided when he watched her. He wondered how much to tell her as he waited patiently for her answer.

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[Rain]

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There he goes again, using that word. Kireina. It definitely had a meaning, and Rain was just in the verge of asking him what the heck did that word mean. She was just so curious! It was getting out of control. Sighing, she then refocused on what he said. He was, apparently, from an island called Japan. He said that he had traveled around the world to do "missions." Missions? Why did he need to do missions? Where was this island called Japan? Was there more to this world than Anikira? It was all she'd ever known. She was born in this island, and apparently, she was destined to die here as well. For a moment, her heart longed to leave the shores of Anikira and explore the world, because supposedly there was more to it than this small island she loved dearly. Were there other wolves in other lands too? What were their stories? What was their lives like? Were there more creatures than the ones she had already seen inside the island? Many questions began to rise from the depths of her mind, and for a moment, she forgot about Koder and Lydia, wondering about what more was there to this life beyond the oceans that surrounded her home.

"No," she replied quietly, "Sadly, I haven't had the chance to travel to other lands. I'd love to, though. I wonder what life is like in other places." She paused for a moment, looking at him with a slightly tilted head before speaking again. "What is Japan like? Is it a beautiful place? The name alone sounds lovely..." A roaring thunder raged across the heavens, making Rain jump in sudden surprise, closing her eyes when the bright flash of a lightning bolted across the skies. Rain drops began to fall down again, slowly increasing in number as more thunders began to scare the ebony femme. "The storm is getting bad. We should find shelter so we can continue talking..." standing up, she began to look for a place, not finding any. The rain began to pour down heavily, which made her speak in a desperate way to the guardail, hoping that he would have better luck finding a temporary shelter. "Where should we go?"

Words: 378
Tags: Sazio
Muse: High!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (i just keep adding exclamation marks rofl)
Notes: i have the best saved for my next reply >D

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[Sazio]

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Amusement flickered through that glittering gaze when he uttered the Japanese word, he could clearly see the burning curiosity swirling within the depths of her being. He knew without a moments doubt that she wanted to ask what it meant, unfortunately for her you likely would never tell her. To do so would be quite awkward for the cold hearted ninja. A jumble of emotions crossed her visage as he waited calmly, silently, for her reply to his question. Curiosity and longing were the forefront of what he saw. Before she had actually answered he would know her answer, just from her demeanor. She had never once set foot anywhere outside this isles lands.

Finally she gave her verbal reply, followed up with a question of her own. The slow, warm smile that slipped across his muzzle was likely the first true full fledged smile that had touched the brute since coming to these shores. Just as he was about to answer, however, at that same instance the crack of lightning and it's thunderous reply caused the ebony pelted female to leap with surprise, the scent of fear grew, raising from her figure even as the fat drops of unrelenting rain began to fall in a wild torrent from the skies. The movement of the brute was automatic, his body moved upwards to stand, weight shifting bringing him closer to the Vanir.

The mention of shelter sounded like a good plan, even as her voice filled with desperation his mind had zeroed in on his den, set apart from the others it was deep in a pile of rock and earth here within the wooded forests. He never slept when there was someone close unless he held absolute trust in that creature, so he had made his personal home apart from the pack. Glancing sideways at the female he would sigh inwardly, there was little choice. "Come, Vanir, this way...quickly."

Nudging her gently he moved forward, ensuring she kept pace he would move from a walk to a ground eating trot. His grace spring from precision, weaving over and under, around and through the towering trees that made up this forest. Part of his attention was on her, matching pace with very little effort. The rest of his attention was divided between the skies and the terrain before them until at least they came to a piling outcrop of stones encased in moss and earth. There didn't appear to be anything to the misshapen pile of rubble, until you stepped around and slipped in between two stone revealing a deep darkness large enough for only one wolf to pass at a time. "Go on in, Vanir. It's safe." He spoke even as he shook vigorously attempting to remove as much of the rain from his coat as possible despite the rapid downpour.

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The rain and thunder was stronger by the minute, signaling that the strong thunderstorm that had surprised the pair was going to rage on for the rest of the day and possibly until the nightfall. Rain's fur was soaking wet, dripping constantly as her vision was blurred by the heavy downpour. She followed Sazio, flinching in fear as the lightinings and thunders roared louder and struck closer, igniting Rain's instinct to run and hide. She could barely listen to the guardail, but she saw in front of her a rocky den, filled with moss and various molasses around it. Rocks piled on top of one another created the entrance. She knew that it would be uncomfortable for both of them due to its size, but she shrugged off the thought as she immediately entered the den. Shaking off the excess water, she crunched and laid down, sighing in relief that they were now safe from the strong winds, rain and thunders.

Due to the darkness of the den, Rain blinked a few times to improve her eyesight to the new light sources, making out Sazio's features in the shadows. "As I was saying, before Mother Nature interrupted us..." she said jokingly, her voice playful yet sincere, standing out from the tempest around them. "What is Japan like? It sounds like a beautiful place. What are wolves like there?" Smiling softly at Sazio, her mind trailed off for a moment when she noticed how close they were due to the smaller space. Their noses and bodies were inches from each other--the sudden closeness caused the obsidian female's heart to skip a beat and her body to heat up for a brief moment. "And..." she trailed off, hesitant if she should ask him, but deciding to anyway, "...what does kireina mean?" Platinum eyes lifted to meet his emerald jewels, for a moment loosing herself in them before shifting her gaze to her paws. What did this male have that made her feel like this...?

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Tags: Sazio
Muse: High :DDDDD
Notes: boom >D

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[Sazio]

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As Rain moved past him to slip inside shedding water as best as she was able Sazio allowed his chilling gaze to shift over the rain slicked area. Visibility was low due to the onslaught of water falling from the heavens that even the branches of the trees could not hold back. Reluctant to enter the small den Sazio lingered under the meager shelter of out cropped stone telling himself it was only because he was waiting for the midnight fae to settle before he fit his form in the space left over. His steps were carefully placed so he did not step on her. His voice was a low grunt that brushed against her ear, a whisper so soft that had they not been so close she may have missed it. "Forgive the lack of space, Vanir, I never expected to entertain guests..."

Precise movements, graceful in the simple fact that no action was made that was frivolous or wasted allowed him to lay prone, relaxing his ash and ivory form along side the dark wolf keeping a few inches between them. He did not think she'd appreciate his bulk touching hers, after all she was not his.

That thought caused him to blink several time. His? No that was a wayward thought, with no chance to be made reality. He was a creature who walked alone, never along side another. observe from the shadows. Protect. Kill. That was his life. A female would never accept such, let alone love a monster.

The moment that word popped into his head he bulked at it. Love was for the weak, merely something to exploit in order to achieve a goal, right? Thankfully her voice distracted him from such dangerous thoughts. Her scent filled the small area, surrounding him causing his heart to thunder in his chest. Even her voice brought an uncomfortable pleasant sensation, a desire to reach across the small space between them, what would it be like, to touch her? Just once?.

"Japan, is an Island, much like this. With its jungles, forests, hills, and mountains. Mankind has built structures of steel and glass across a vast majority of it leaving little to mother nature. Both the tamed and untamed worlds coincide in a uneasy peace. But both hold their own type of beauty." Twisting that gaze towards the silvered beauty of hers he would continue quietly. Before turning towards the unending rainfall a short distance away, for a moment there was silence before he began to speak once more, his voice full of memory, neither happy nor sad really, it was more of a quiet contentment. "I only know of those who were raised in my village. Much like me we were trained with the purpose of complimenting our Shinobi partners. When relaxing their personalities varied as much as those who dwell within Othala, but when it came time to work...It differed for everyone. Some took joy, others simply did the jobs asked of them...But we all held the honor and pride, because we were chosen."

That low soft voice lightly accented faded for a moment allowing her the time to express another question. Her own voice full of hesitation, and the question caused him to cringe internally. Clearing his throat he would glance in her direction, meeting her gaze for a single heart beat before looking away. It was not often the warrior brute found himself in a situation where his composure was threatened, even now he could think of no other time when his tongue tripped over itself like it was currently doing. "Well, it is a Japanese word, generally used to...compliment...a female." Those cheeks, had the flesh been visible beneath dark fur, would have shown a deep crimson as that throat once more cleared. Weight shifting uneasily while jaws parted releasing his voice to continue. "Kireina means...beautiful one, or beautiful soul." He finally explained, for a moment his need to escape this embarrassment was at war with his dislike of being wet. It was so tempting to simply vanish and end this embarrassment that he had brought upon himself. But that would be running, and he never ran away, from anything. So instead he braced himself for whatever she may throw at him. Disgust and revulsion is what he expected, anything else he truly feared. But those gems of glittering brilliant green shifted back towards her boldly. Waiting.

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The onyx pelted female listened quietly as Sazio told her about Japan. The place seemed beautiful and so... different. What was mankind? What were the Shinobi? What did they work for and why did they have to work? Rain wondered, questioning every small fact about his past in excruciating detail inwardly. Structures? Oh, so many foreign words... so many unknown worlds... Sazio had opened up a deep and enormous world of wonders inside of the night pelted Vanir. Her eyes lighted up with awestruck wonder as she imagined these structures, this... mankind... everything. She imagined, even if she had never seen them. She desired to go and visit those worlds some day. "Sounds extremely interesting... I'd love to visit one day... if I could..." her voice trailed off, whispering quietly as she heard the guardail finish up his explanation of the mystical land of Japan. The male, however, halted when she asked about the meaning of the word kireina. She felt bad for a moment, since she saw it clearly made him uncomfortable for some odd reason, but she just had to know. The male cleared his throat, and told her what kireina actually meant. Her eyes lightened and her heart skipped a beat, her breathing suddenly uneven; her cheeks felt a rush of blood, and for a moment, she thanked the spirits for the blessing of being dark pelted.

For a second, she remained silent, rendered utterly speechless for a moment or two before pulling her ebony lips into a smile. "Thank you... it's been a long time since anyone has told me that." Her heart kept beating fast as her body temperature kept on rising and rising; the tension in the air was tangible, almost so that one could touch it. It had been a long time since anyone had told her that she was beautiful. Last time, Koder had said it to her, and her mother always told her that she was beautiful. But it had been so long since she heard the word, that a wave of emotions began to wash over her. Rain looked at him, deciding to lick him in the cheek softly as a way of saying thank you. Her heart kept beating faster, her legs trembling as she looked at him for a moment, completely lost in his jade eyes. "So..." she said, trying to calm herself down before he was too uncomfortable with the situation or anything as she smiled kindly, her voice quiet and low. "..What is mankind? Are they another type of wolf?" She said, her voice trembling as she tried to calm herself down. But being so close to him... it was somewhat impossible...



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Tags: Sazio
Muse: High :DDDDD
Notes: its getting hot in there

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"I would show you, if I ever found a way to do so." What surprised him more then the actual words that slipped free was the simple fact that they were pure truth. In the short time they had been acquainted this dark coated female has somehow managed to break through barriers that were years in the making. Barriers even those trained in the arts of seduction had been unable to pierce. Yet there wasn't that sense of falseness, of forced interaction, or even ulterior motives in the actions the Vanir showed. Her words, her actions, were completely unguarded, natural, something that no amount of training could achieve. The way her very presence simply soothed his worn, scarred soul. Did she know she had this profound of an effect on him? He wondered that briefly but quickly dismissed the thought, she was easy to read.

Shifting uneasily he relented and told her what the word meant, but he did regret using it. It was the truth. Even in her sorrow there was a light of pure kindness glowing from within, shining through those eyes of platinum grace. It was that light that called to the darkness in his soul. When her tongue brushed his cheek his heart fluttered and every muscle froze in shock, it took everything he had not to break that mask of indifference. Even as those emerald shards narrowed, weight shifted, his side pressing in against her as he leaned close. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered in a deep throaty tone. "You should not provoke a beast, my kireina" He would linger a moment, savoring the sound of her heart beating rapidly within her breast. Eyes locked on hers as he slowly settled back to his previous position. The smile that toyed across his lips warmed his expression as he studied her visage from the close proximity.

That smile lengthen as she tore her gaze away to stare at the ground, her voice raising to change the subject. His chuckle was low and full of amusement. "Mankind, or humans as most know them by, are not wolves as you know them. They are hairless beasts who walk upon two legs. They're cultures differ as greatly across the world as our own culture differed from packs that reside on the other side of this very island." He would explain a few more details before falling silent, letting her absorb what he has said.

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The male observed her, and for a second, Rain could not make out visibly what the guardail was hiding behind those jade eyes of his. She tried to read his body language, and for a split moment or two, she failed. However, once she brushed her tongue on his cheek, the male closed the space between them, making her heart beat twice as fast. Getting irresistibly close to her, he spoke into her ear with a low voice, almost in a sensual whisper a phrase that sent chills down her entire body. "You should not provoke a beast, my kireina..." A rush of heat began to consume her body as her breathing got more uneven by the minute. His voice tickled in her ear, sending her body into an inner frenzy. Darting her gaze downwards, she took a deep breath and looked at him with a peculiar facial expression; a quivering, tender smile, entirely flustered... but her eyes ablaze with passionate fire. Trying with all of her might to calm herself down, she then listened quietly, trying to understand the explanation that the male was giving her. Sazio described these beings as hairless beasts that walked on two legs. That sounded... ugly. Horrifying. Disgusting, even. She could not imagine these creatures at all, but she doubted that she would ever have the opportunity of meeting them. It was probably for the best, however--the thought alone of mutant creatures walking on two legs... and being hairless.. was not a pretty picture.

"They sound... disturbing. Appearance-wise, at least," she said quietly, still having trouble imagining the bizarre creatures in her mind. Silver eyes observed the brute, questioning a million things in her mind, trying to figure out what to ask next. "I am intrigued, however, in them. They seem to be a strong species. Are these humans friendly? Can they be trusted? How did they treat you?" she asked innocently, completely interested in the aspect of other sapient and sentient creatures beyond the shores of Anikira. What did these humans do? Did they live alone or in packs? Were they family-oriented or were they hostile to everything around them? Oh, she had so many questions! She really hoped that Sazio would not be annoyed by her constant inquiries. She was just so fascinated by the aspect of them not being the only ones in this world. She knew that Lydia would have been fascinated with this as well. A flash of sadness threatened to enter her mind... but, for a moment, she looked at Sazio's eyes again, hoping to drown out the pain in the olive sea of his eyes. She inched a little bit closer, almost barely noticeable; for some reason, she desired to touch him, for their sides to brush again for a brief moment, thirsting for his voice to rumble inside of her once more...



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Muse: High :DDDDD
Notes: oooooooooo

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The grin that met her flustered fiery look could only be classified as roguish. A look of pure satisfaction in that slowly thawing emerald gaze. For the first time in his life he came across a female who he actually enjoyed teasing. Her reaction was both innocent, and yet enticing at the same time. A heady combination that only made the brute wonder how far he could push her. The heat of her gaze was enough to scratch a lesser creature, and he felt an acute disappointment when they fell from his to lock on the ground between her paws. The temptation to dip his muzzle down until she was forced to look at him once more was great. But the first thing one learns in Iga Village is patience and subtlety. When to strike and when to sit back and wait for your target to approach you. So he would bid his time.

It was at this point that his mind would halt, when exactly had he decided he would make this fae his? What right did he have to even attempt to lay claim to another, especially one who was as vulnerable in her emotions at Rain was. That aside she was far above his station, second in commands never looked at guards with romantic thoughts.

Which brought him to another thought, romance and true love were not meant for creatures whose souls were as dark and blood coated as he was. With this in mind he easily shifted her attention to the humans that walked the earth. His voice was cool, gentle, a low whisper in the confined space. Explaining the different cultures, how some can be trusted but most could not being as detailed as possible. But when it came to her question on how he was treated he would smile, the sorrow he allowed her to see briefly glittered within his gaze before they returned to their customary frozen selves. "My master and partner was called Aterui, it was he who spared my life. Though the shame of survival weighs heavily upon my shoulders. I should have perished at his side, as a Shinobi Companion is supposed to. Blacken twins lay flat for a moment while those eyes of spring stared out at the rain that seemed endless, tumbling unrestricted from the skies above.

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"My master and partner was called Aterui, it was he who spared my life. Though the shame of survival weighs heavily upon my shoulders." Rain listened quietly, seeing the flash of sorrow in his normally frigid, emerald eyes. "I should have perished at his side, as a Shinobi Companion is supposed to." Rain frowned at the thought of him dying next to this supposed partner. The way that Sazio spoke about death in such a normal way made the obsidian-painted female look at him with pure and innocent concern. Why did a Shinobi Companion, as he said, was supposed to die? Such an obscure statement gave Rain the feeling that the male was hiding something from her. Things weren't as they seemed in her eyes. Why did they have to die, anyway? What kind of missions was Sazio involved in and what did he had to do in each of them?

Many questions began to form in her head, but no matter the answers to any of these questions, she could not blame him for anything. Perhaps he spoke to her about honor when in reality he survived through many horrors that he considers victories. But, Rain didn't care, even if she was undoubtedly curious about the male. She was glad that he was here, and that she had the chance and the honor of meeting him and having him as her gardail. After a long pause of gentle silence, the Vanir raised her head and met his gaze to speak softly. "If you had perished alongside your partner, I would not have had the delight of meeting you." Her platinum eyes shone with a bright, sparkling hope in them as she pulled her ebony lips into a warm smile.

The rain kept falling down from outside, the storm pouring relentlessly as the lightnings and thunders kept on raging around them. "It's late now, and the storm is still going..." her voice trailed off as her heart fluttered, hesitant if she should ask the question that she had been thinking about. "Is it okay if I stay here for the night? Or, at least until the storm stops... if that's okay with you of course..." Should he say no, she had no problem with seeking another shelter... but, the Vanir had to admit that a big part of her desired to stay with the male for the night. Looking at him with a hopeful gaze, she remained still, almost holding her breath for his final answer...


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Notes: we can start wrapping up the thread and maybe make a new one in the new forum soon? :3

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