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【❣】 @shirashuhi
It was nighttime on the little island they had docked at, but none of the crew aboard the ship were tired enough to get to sleep just yet. Instead, they craved food. It had been ages since they last took the time to camp out, and there was only one thing a person should eat while camping — barbecue!
Knowing their hunt for wild game would go a lot smoother with their strongest fighters doing the hunting, Sanji volunteered himself and their swordsman. After a bit of an argument, the two had set off in opposite directions.
The thick forest around them, once he was alone enough to appreciate it, appeared far more magical under the moonlight than it did the sun. When touched by the light, everything appeared silvery and intangible. Yet, when he placed his hands on the trees, he felt the rough bark under his palms. The brush along the beaten path he took tugged at the ends of his pants, and he was sure that he felt a bug whiz by his nose. There was life here, but it felt so dream-like that he worried he would wander too far from their camp.
That feeling, however, tripled when he saw it.
A wolf.
He assumed it was a just a normal canine and that he had disturbed it by stomping around its home, but there was something odd about the patterns. The cook had never seen a creature quite like that one, but he wasn’t even sure that he was really seeing it. It, like the rest of the island, seemed to be suspended in something other than reality.
“Definitely not going to eat you.”
@shirashuhi
“Strange...”
A wary gaze regarded the wolf before her, tails twitching in anxiousness. Gods were always a source of anxiety for her. They were her natural enemy, the opposite end of the spectrum she stood. Though she did her best to avoid battle with them, sometimes she just couldn’t convince them to leave her be.
But this one was different...familiar yet strange at the same time.
“...You are not the wolf I did battle with. You aren’t the ‘Amaterasu’ I know.”
She said it not as a question, but as a fact. She recognized this wolf was an incarnation of the sun. Just not the incarnation she was familiar with.