☀ first sunrise ☀

[okami_shiranui]

[The moving painting is the sky, with what appears to be a pale woman with strange red markings that constantly coil and flow across her skin. She lifts her hands, turning them over and studying them intently. How strange! This body was not her own, and yet she was not sure what to make of it. Her head turns towards the book, and she stoops to pick

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[written]

[9timestheliar]

[in response, a crude and vicious scrawl tears itself into the page - the writing is legible, but obviously not the work of a brush or quill. What birthed these letters was something much rougher. Something almost like...claws, perhaps.]

Your new home.

[written]

[okami_shiranui]

[Her replies are much more fluid, the text appearing as fast as her divine brush forms it.]

So it seems.

[written]

[9timestheliar]

[the fox takes a moment to study the response, having caught the quickness of it and wondering; there's a smoothness to it that mortal scribblings often lacked.]

And yet so much like your old home, is it not? If be you of Nippon.

[written]

[okami_shiranui]

There is something wrong in the air, Nippon had a cleaner scent.

[WRITTEN]

[strengthofblood]

I have also asked that question, but none have dared to answer me! Me, Susano, the greatest warrior who ever lived!

Without a doubt I am awe-inspiring, maybe even overwhelmingly so, but I cannot be expected to perform heroic acts without adequate information! Or sake. Gods, I miss Kushi's sake....and K-Kushi~

[WRITTEN]

[okami_shiranui]

Susano? You are here too? Oh dear.

I think I may have some sake left...? It is not as good as Kushi's and I do wonder if it would be a good idea giving it to him....

[WRITTEN] 1/2

[strengthofblood]

Oho, so you've heard of me? But of course you have! My name is known far and wide as a word of strength and majesty that makes even most dastardly of d-d-d-demons quake in fear!

[WRITTEN] 2/2

[strengthofblood]

...eh?! You do?!

A-Ahem, that is....surely a drop of such precious liquid could be spared to keep a battler like me on his feet? Even the greatest of fighters become parched, you know.

[followmefaster]

It doesn't have a name, as far as I know.....but I don't think it's safe here. You'll want to be careful, stranger.

Oh! Sorry, didn't mean to be rude - my name's Kai!

[okami_shiranui]

It is good to hear from you, Kai. I had not thought I would see you again so soon.

Do not worry for my safety, I am stronger than whatever lurks in this place.

[followmefaster]

[there's a very distinct pause before her reply comes, slowly and guardedly]

...see me 'again'? How do you know me?

I guess it'd be too much to hope you're another Oina, but...

[okami_shiranui]

Though my form is different, essentially I am the same.

And I can still beat you in a race, little cub.

[written]

[saints_forgot]

[the characters are characteristically slanted, curved but slender, and beautiful. The appear slowly, thoughtfully, because he feels as though he's seen marks like that before, but--

But that is unthinkable, of course. So the characters form.]

None know yet, it seems. We have searched for answers and found little. Nothing, anyway, that could explain so large of questions as we own.

[written]

[okami_shiranui]

[The book cannot transcribe her pleased bark as she recognizes that handwriting, nor can it show the way her tail wags as she replies.]

So this place puzzles even you, Ushiwaka? Then we will have to uncover its mysteries together.

[written]

[saints_forgot]

..I--

[...there is a possible explanation for it. He does not even go by that full name so frequently, anymore, and that last remaining focus on red marks gives him an odd suspicion.

But-- is that even...?]

...excusez-moi, mademoiselle, but... I am really quite perplexed that you might know me by name~ I am not at all sure that we have made acquaintance...?

[written]

[okami_shiranui]

I leave your side for but a moment, and you have forgotten me already? I am wounded, truly! And here I thought I could relax after defeating the Lord of Darkness.

[written.. sort of]

[bring_the_fire]

[there's a curious, snarky hum as he leans over the cream colored page, fists propping onto his hips and eyes squinting. Oh, you gotta be kidding... this place is still snagging people from all around?! With a heavy sigh, he draws his sword and twirls it to hold brush-end at the ready for a reply--

Except then, he sees her turn to reveal all too familiar red upon pale features and a handwriting he would damn well recognize anywhere.

The loud "--EH?!" goes unheard.

But the splatter of ink as he downright drops his brush onto paper makes its way to be seen by everyone]

[written] Good job there, Issun.

[okami_shiranui]

[Well, there's only one real way to reply to that.]

?

[written]

[bring_the_fire]

[...he's just going to stare a bit, because.. he's only seen those markings once before. And that can't possibly be right, can it? So it takes him another few moments, but eventually he picks his sword back up. And the handwriting comes slowly at first, then almost instantly shifts to slashes of rapid movement]

Oi-- you don't hafta make it that obvious, ya know! What's with the look? You oughta be happy ta see me, it ain't like there's anything else that's so handsome around here! You...

...

Is that really you?

[written]

[okami_shiranui]

[Fu fu fu! Oh, Issun. Ammy is trying not to chuckle too much.]

I admit I was not expecting to see you again so soon, but I am glad for it.

No, I'm Kasugami. Who do you think?