It's freaking BATS...I love halloween

Perhaps it wasn’t Takeshi’s best idea to go trekking through the swamplands in the dead of night when there were spooks afoot, but he desperately wanted to get away from the Shrine. He’d been shying away from it ever since his experience with Oki, where he’d felt as though an entity within the toxic purple pool had enticed him to be insubordinate toward his father. It had left him with some very confusing feelings, and if Take was good at anything, it was avoiding feelings.

He felt the frozen, sheeted in ice, crack beneath his large paws, sending them squishing into the frigid mud below. He winced, picking up a paw and giving it a shake to try and warm it up. The fog around him danced across the swamp floor, colored ever so slightly in a strange, bluish hue instead of the normal grey. His glowing red gaze eyed it warily, lifting his chin to try and keep from breathing it in if he could help it. He’d had just about enough of weirdly colored things (pay no mind to the glowing red scales that cloaked his body).