She moved towards the dark pool. The black water stretching quietly to the opposite bank, each liquid elapse eroding the sandy shore. Down on her knees at the edge of the soft sediment she looked at her face. Her ivory skin was misshapen; scratches and dribbling blood marked almost every inch of her body. Blood soaked her black kimono, her face in anguish. She moved back to rest her pounding head on a large rock only five paces from the shore, her dark brown eyes met the glimmer of white specs dotting the midnight sky. Her mind wandered quietly with them, twisting and turning through each miniature sphere of gas.
Slowly as she was brought back to the pain of her wounds she ripped a piece of material from her clothing and limped back to the water. Reaching the bank, she stuck her feet into the cool liquid and as the water swathed her foot she sunk. The surface erupted in a soft splash and the sand below began to abrade her knees. She placed the worn material into the water breaking the glossy surface into dilating ripples. A small morsel of water clung to the torn material and a satisfying sigh escaped her as she pressed the cloth to her subtle face.
Moving downward, her arms and legs stung as she consoled them with the damp material. She stopped, left to her navel was a deep gauge. The opening there was still bleeding heavily and she felt the warm liquid leak down her hand. She winced slightly and withdrew, the pain too much for her to bear.
" I wonder if I'm going to die here." The last two words echoing in silent space as the thought left her head. Her senses sharpened as she heard the faint pattern of footsteps growing louder and closer with each receive. She turned to face a giant; its steps echoed ever so slightly giving its girth.
"Eiji," she smiled as the giant moved closer and closer. His large masculine body greatly resembled that of a lion, his face that of a tiger. Fierceness so great always marked his crystalline eyes, she noticed now, with a piercing in her chest that they held the strength no longer. His white fur had splashes of red in several areas and his mouth dribbled with the thick paste. The smell of blood tingled her nose as she identified the victim Eiji had mercilessly subdued. Yet still, his gentleness gave her comfort as he purred softly, his size now reducing to that of a baby wolf.
She rubbed his now shrunken head and laid hers in the sand. Little by little her eyelids grew heavy and slowly all her surroundings sunk beneath a painful darkness…sleep.