Oshira smiled darkly as she made her way into the darkling mountains. She hoped to keep a low profile around the other demons, and maybe find a cave that would
serve as her home at least until she could find a good source of living. Her orange red eyes constrasted greatly with her white catlike ears. Her kimino fit
her curvasious figure extremly well.
But she was cautious, there was no telling who or what she would encounter on her exploration of the mountain. Just as long as she didn't run into the king of the place. That would be bad indeed thought the demonic shapeshifter who was in neko form.
Hopefully none of the powerful demons had gotten wind that she was now here. But she would be proven wrong by that account as the feelings of being watched began to slowly seep into her mind. She paid that little attention as she spoted a likely place to sleep for the night. She brought a flute, and began to slowly play its hauntingly beauitful music.
The flute that could weave tales, and do strange emotional things to people was brought into play. and for a moment the feeling of the eyes watching her vanished, and then she slipped sliently inside the cave area. Her eyes quickly ajusting to the darkness. She glanced around and took her small bundle off her, and laid her sleeping bag on the floor. "This looks like a good place as any to catcha few zees before I have to go hunting for some fresh blood."
How ever what oshira didn't know was that who had watched her was a spy for one of the most powerful demons in that area.
But she was cautious, there was no telling who or what she would encounter on her exploration of the mountain. Just as long as she didn't run into the king of the place. That would be bad indeed thought the demonic shapeshifter who was in neko form.
Hopefully none of the powerful demons had gotten wind that she was now here. But she would be proven wrong by that account as the feelings of being watched began to slowly seep into her mind. She paid that little attention as she spoted a likely place to sleep for the night. She brought a flute, and began to slowly play its hauntingly beauitful music.
The flute that could weave tales, and do strange emotional things to people was brought into play. and for a moment the feeling of the eyes watching her vanished, and then she slipped sliently inside the cave area. Her eyes quickly ajusting to the darkness. She glanced around and took her small bundle off her, and laid her sleeping bag on the floor. "This looks like a good place as any to catcha few zees before I have to go hunting for some fresh blood."
How ever what oshira didn't know was that who had watched her was a spy for one of the most powerful demons in that area.






