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nexus_crossings2025-03-28 03:35 pm
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There is a Wolf in the Nexus.
There have been bigger wolves, most certainly at some point, but still she is most certainly large, standing tall enough to gut check most adult men with a headbutt. Those that can even spot her particular species know she's especially large for a Japanese wolf. This would be a sign to even the most mundane of people that she is different.
Those with magic or strong spirituality, or divine beings will see even more. Red patterns swirling over her fur like flames, and on her back a burning disk that looks like bronze that has patinaed with age. As she moves to sit and rest, wispy flowers bloom and fade.
Either way, her expression remains neutral, as if she unaware of the impression she gives off. Or uncaring.
She's more interested in others passing by her, and happily wagging her tail in greeting when they make eye contact.
Don't you want to pet her?
There have been bigger wolves, most certainly at some point, but still she is most certainly large, standing tall enough to gut check most adult men with a headbutt. Those that can even spot her particular species know she's especially large for a Japanese wolf. This would be a sign to even the most mundane of people that she is different.
Those with magic or strong spirituality, or divine beings will see even more. Red patterns swirling over her fur like flames, and on her back a burning disk that looks like bronze that has patinaed with age. As she moves to sit and rest, wispy flowers bloom and fade.
Either way, her expression remains neutral, as if she unaware of the impression she gives off. Or uncaring.
She's more interested in others passing by her, and happily wagging her tail in greeting when they make eye contact.
Don't you want to pet her?
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"Oh, aren't you gorgeous," he croons, offering her a hand to smell before getting on his knees and rummaging through a pack on his hip for some jerky. "What's a fine lady like yourself doin' out here all alone?"
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She gives his hand a curious sniff. Hmm? Brimstone? Well, not any worse than the smell of curses, what ever she's picking up. His oni like appearance doesn't really faze her much anyway. After all, she's old enough to learn that appearances are deceiving.
So she lifts herself up and moves to lean against him as he hunts for a treat. She knows the smell of jerky, and is more than happy to accept prepared foods just as much as white rice and her favorite Holy Bones.
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Heiiu didn't have eyes to make contact with, the mask they wore was featureless other than the seams of silver sealing cracks in the white surface. But that didn't stop the immediate perk in them as they spotted the lovely looking wolf. So pretty! And look at the red swirls in her fur how nice!
They had no clue what the flaming disk was, but that wasn't stopping them from pausing in their wanderings, and when they spot that wagging tail crouching to hold a hand out in invitation for the wolf to sniff and see if she wants pets from them. And given they've got four hands, that's double the pets for her trouble!
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Still she leans up for pets, nuzzling against the offered hand. Hello, child. Yes, pets please.
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The response to their offered hand earns a soft, musical little blurt of sound that seems utterly delighted in tone, the offered hand moving to scritch into that plush fur, followed quickly by the other three, rubbing behind ears, under the chin, along the neck. Heiiu has practiced for just this moment apparently, all of their practice petting other animals has come down to this interaction.
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The goddess's tail thumps joyfully on the ground as her whole face is given such a wonderful massage. As dignified as Amaterasu tries to be, the whole act is enough to make her tongue loll out of her mouth, little grunts and noises of pleasure rumbling from her.
What a sweet child you are, little poppet. So nice to this old lady~
Well, old lady is... about perspective in this case.
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He spots the wolf, and their eyes meet. Noticing its tail wagging, he hesitantly approaches the wolf, holding out his hand as if he were approaching a domesticated dog.
“Hello there,” he says to her, beginning to pet the wolf when he realizes she’s friendly and probably won’t bite his face off. He notices the odd colorful patterns on her back. “…What are you? How strange…” he murmurs to himself.
[ooc: I’ve never rped before ;_; idk if I’m doing this right lol]