I've Seen The Devil, I Know His Face

N/A · 09-20-2014, 04:13 PM

Rest was something she found herself barely able to do, even now. The storm didn't seem to strike this area, at least not as hard, but Akemi still felt nervous about staying here. She couldn't put her paw on it, but even with it not raining she felt unsafe here. Akemi longed for the company of her brothers now more than ever, still a bit naive though she tried to claim otherwise. She was panting softly, curled up by the pool of water within the shrine. Somewhere nearby Tiny was trying to dig for seeds in the soft earth -- she could hear his little claws scrabbling at it. But then... she heard something much more terrifying.

"Rise."

It was the voice of the devil. The voice of a man she hated, and whom she feared. Akemi's single red orb would snap open, falling upon his form. Fear mingled with her feelings, but even with the past encounter... she would not simply submit. She would, however, rise, and try to play her cards for now. Tiny was not on her, and thank gods for that, because the small jerboa would probably get snapped up as a snack without a second thought. The small female would take a breath, trying to keep herself calm.

"What do you want?"

talk, think

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