It was a beautiful day in a sacred valley in Feudal Japan. The wind was blowing through the trees, the fields were a beautiful green and covered in flowers, and an untamed spirit was flowing with the wild wind. Her body twisted and would glide effortlessly across the valley, her shoulder length hair whipped around her face, at last she was free. After being in a deep slumber for about a hundred years, Kitshiro was finally awakened. It was time play.
The young fox demon had been sealed away to sleep by her parents many years ago, waiting for the will of the land she had been hidden in to wake her. She didn't remember why exactly she was put there or what she was to do, but after sleeping for so long memories were a bit foggy... She was just glad she was able to run and jump again. Her childish actions were a huge contrast to her adult like body, but as a wily fox demon she didn't really care how she acted or what others thought of her. Medium length white hair, red eyes, blue markings from her tribe and clothes that would be shameful for a lady to wear was what this little fox adorned herself with. Though she did look strange, there was also a sort of allure... Honestly, she was more of a spirit than a demon.
She spent the entire day playing with the creatures and exploring the beautiful valley she had stumbled upon. Running, jumping, chasing anything moving, she had finally used up all her energy after hours and hours of playing. She threw herself on top of a patch of tall grass and stretched out arms and legs and started to pant, her blood still pumping fast through her body. "Such a perfect day to wake up to," she said to herself. Her big, curious eyes looked up to the blood-red and purple sky and she gazed at it wonder. Her thoughts were overflowing with what she would do next, who she would meet, the adventures she would have. She let out a satisfied sigh and closed her eyes, completely at peace with her surroundings...
While she dreamt of food and chasing defenseless creatures, something from the nearby woods woke her from her pleasant dreams. Her natural curiosity took over and she immediately made her way toward the noise, her ears on alert for any strange sounds. She heard it again, the splash from a nearby basin. Luckily she was an agile demon and she was able to make it to the stream without making a single sound, but when she saw the glistening body of a man in the water her heart stopped from embarrassment and she let her guard down for an instant. 'A man? I've never seen a man naked... How rude, I'm still staring! Damn, I need to run before I'm discovered... I'm so sorry!' her thoughts were running wild from the shock and she darted back to the valley. Unfortunately, while she was hesitating, her presence did not go unnoticed The man continued bathing as the being in hiding did not disturb him, but he wasn't going to let something like this slide. Nothing was to ever see him whilst he was not in his proper attire, and nothing that saw him was to live.
The girl finally made it back to the valley, her face as red as a plum. The only person she had ever seen naked was herself, and even then she didn't really ogle her own body. She shook her head and started to focus on the present. "No one saw.. And it's easy to forget something like that. I didn't even see much! It'll be dark soon so no one will be able to find me. It's O~K!" she happily shouted to the vast valley.
"Not quite," a low voice came from behind her. She spun around, alarmed that her sensitive ears had not noticed a presence. By the time she was facing the being the voice came from a sharp pain had struck her collar and her body was thrown a few yards back. She gasped for air and she moved her hand to her collar. Blood had started to flow from the wound and her shoulder had become numb, and the numbness was spreading to hear head. At this point she could barely move her body but she did everything she could to look up and see who had done this to her. Before she could identify her attacker, she had fallen ill from the poison and her breathing became soft and shallow. Her pulse, completely gone.
"Foolish weakling." the being condescendingly spat as he turned on his heels and he left as silently as he had come. The girls' body lay limp in the tall grass she admired so much and the heavens opened up to reveal a sky filled with sparkling stars and a beautiful full moon. The moons' rays of pity seemed to wash over the poor young demon's lifeless body, as if trying to coddle her back to life.