Sacred Beast of the Northeastern Island

Independent RP blog for Taiki (Kaname Takasato) from the "Chronicles of the Twelve Kingdoms" novels. Strictly novel-verse. No Ships Allowed. It will be a pleasure to RP with everyone, even OCs.

[blackhopebeast]

calming starter sentences

"It's okay, I'm here."

"I'm not going to leave you."

"Everything is okay."

"I'm going to protect you."

"I believe in you."

"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."

"You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now."

"You're not going to lose me."

"I love you."

"I'll stay right here, okay?"

"Just breathe."

"I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay."

"You're everything to me."

"I don't care what they think, to me, you are perfect."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"You don't have to be alone."

[blackhopebeast]

The Forest Dweller [@anonhymnous]

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ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ sᴇᴇᴋ rest in the forest of the dead are perhaps souls just as unfortunate and misguided as those who linger amidst the copse.

For precisely how long the stench of decay has reigned over the woodland (not unlike a lord would his abode, say), even the corpse-conductor couldn’t hazard a guess: the place stank of rot before even he had took to the stage at its centre, so that he might preside over the land with some unofficial authority. Even now, as matters of the morbid ought to become less and less unknown over his years, there seems to cling to the area an inalienable mystery — one that he, however much his demeanour might suggest him to be in command, finds intriguing, enticing still.

Because while he might well hear the whispers of the resident spirits better than anybody else, none are so keen to speak of the land to which they remain bound, whether out of fear or ignorance.

But so be it; he had relinquished any great interest for answers an age ago anyway.

All the same, he knows the area to be as repulsive as it is alluring to those foreign, to those woefully uninformed — memory has captured vividly the image of a mother and her son in particular, of course, and he cannot doubt that they were the only two. Much more relevant to the present, bodiless whispers tell of creatures from beyond the unseen border surrounding the forest: gossip among the ghostly ranks have always rather amused him, as hard as old habits of life die, but it is on this hearsay that he sets out into the darkness to sate tonight’s appetite for occupation.

Indeed, it takes no great length of time to find these intruders, these who impeach upon their relative peace— Oh, there could yet be rowdier sorts, true enough, but the fact remains that here are some who simply shouldn’t be. Even at a glance, the onlooker knows they are no human sort: none of them, who so nonchalantly take their rest against the trunk of a tree.

There isn’t any genuine resentment felt now, as he looks upon the apparently weary travellers; on the contrary, he can look upon them from the shadows nearby only with a glint of interest in his eye

[blackhopebeast]

Just... what was happening in the forest and its surroundings?

It was the first time he sensed anything alike. Even thinking took more effort than he could manage... He was so tired. Finally, he closed his eyes as he hid his face in Sanshi's familiar heat and smell. He started to relax and, soon enough, his eyes closed. He felt safe like that.

Sanshi always protected him, and Gouran was also there... Even in a strange, scary world. Filled with gratitude towards the Shirei, he finally fell asleep. Which, sadly, didn't last as long as he would have wanted. 

His rest was cut short as another presence closed to them, one drenched in a deep smell of death. However, he wasn't the first in noticing the visitor: green eyes looked in the direction of the stranger even before the young kirin could wake up.

"Who is there?" The nyoukai growled, her leopard claws penetrating the soil. Her voice sounded as inhuman as her appearence signaled, yet it was easy to understand her. Perhaps even too easy... Like if her words were translated as soon as they reached his ears.

The woman part of the demon turned around to protect the kid, who was starting to open his eyes because of the strange activity that surrounded him.

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blackhopebeast.

[slitheringout-moved-deactivated]

       ”my sincerest apologies, my dear. I wasn’t        paying attention to where I was going.”

[blackhopebeast]

Where was him exactly?

The place didn't look like Tai, and neither like Japan. Like anything he knew. And he still felt dizzy because of the blood that hours before had smeared his face. More so when, in his confusion, he ended up bumping against another person. Just how clumsy could he be?

"It's fine. It was my fault anyway." He spoke meekly as he looked at the strange man ―He... wasn't an oriental, right?―.

[blackhopebeast]

The Forest Dweller [@anonhymnous]

He tried to look to the land under them. A bad idea, as it made the dizziness even worse than before.

The whole area that they were overflying seemed to be filled with the scent of death, of blood. It made even breathing difficult and Gouran, who he was riding, was starting to experience problems to keep with his pace. A shirei weakened when their kirin did, after all. It was his fault... Even if he couldn't help it, seeing him like that hurt.

And, guilt aside, the situation couldn't just keep on for long.

"Taiho, in the current situation..." Gouran called him, using a serious tone that spoke of the importance of his message. "Going any further could be dangerous."

The kirin nodded ever so slightly. At least, they should wait until he recovered somewhat of the sickening odour of blood. But there was any place where they could rest in the area? Trying to focus his sight, Taiki looked around in a desperated search for any place to rest. Ah, that... that was a forest, right?

Perhaps there the smell of blood that impregnated the area eaten away by sickness would be low enough to allow some rest.

"Gouran, get us there, please." He pointed the forest with his trembling hand and, just some seconds later, the course had changed to advance towards the woods. As quick as the shirei was, it didn't took long to reach the forest. It wasn't perfect, but at least the smell lessened ever so slightly. Maybe for the next day... they would have the strength to manage and go away.  Finally, he dismounted the red beast, who was quickly replaced by Sanshi. The Toutetsu needed the rest, and so it was better for the Nyoukai to guard over their Lord. The boy sat near to one of the trees in the area, using Sanshi's warm leopard body as pillow.

All ignorant of the true nature of the forest in which he had decided to rest.