@bellflwers the dirty scent of yokai blood permeated through the airs. it clung like the sinking of claws into flesh, swirled within the winds of the west. upon stone perch stood a force of similar nature, sharp and stark like pointed canines lined in crimson maw - a harsh comparison to the drab forested area surrounding. scarlets and violets enveloped this being, an aura of elegant regalia held steadfast as narrow visage searched for the source of this retched smell.
somewhere inside the greenery and bramble lay await a dormant power to take and possess; it hummed as if alive, beckoning with a seductive melody of power to any who wished for more. this song was ignored by the one who watched from above, too proud to show such lowly desire. stead was golden horizons zeroed on the one who carried such a burden ― a maiden pure and fair.
"my lord?" questioned his imp companion, a small green thing standing just yea-high, clearly lacking the ability to sense or see as his master. no response came, only more winds as the master watched scenes unfold below. . . curious.