Crimson leaves drifted in the gentle breeze, the sun shining down upon the red forest of Forever Fall as it hung in the clear skies above. A flock of birds took to the skies as a lone figure emerged into a clearing, stepping on a twig and snapping it in half as they stepped out into the sun's light.
"And... I'm in the middle of nowhere..." The strange, little creature which had stumbled into the clearing spoke to itself. Its voice sounded relatively young and lacked any kind of discernible accent. The creature, standing at only 3 foot 3 drifted its gaze from left to right. Only its right eye was visible and open, its left closed with a black bandanna over it and wrapping around its head, going behind its right ear. Its large right eye was a dull yellow, its pupil bright red. Its muzzle was covered in unkempt white fur like that of a fox, a small black nose just under its eyes. Its skin looked almost reptilian and was a bright shade of orange. Its head was domed and ended in a sharp tip at the back with three rows of fin-like spikes running along the top of its head with shaggy white fur running inbetween the rows and covering its fox-like ears above, and a little behind, its eyes. A trio of tails flowed behind the short orange beast, each one ending in a bone-white, glaive-esque tip with fin-like spikes surrounded by white fur running along the top-side of each one. On the outer sides of its lower legs, as well as the outer side of its left arm were large patchs of unkempt white fur. On each hand were four fingers and a thumb, though the creature's right arm was drastically different from its left, and as an extension the rest of its body. Its right arm had a demonic look to it, most of it covered in a crimson chitin-like armor and the exposed flesh, such as the underside of the forearm and palm of the hand, as well as the flame-like pattern that run up to its elbow, was glowing a spectral yellow. The rest of its body features could not be accurately made out as it was actually wearing clothes: a clear sign of sentiance and civility. On its feet were a pair of brown sneakers with grey knee-length shorts, kept in place by a black belt with a gold buckle, up above. Strapped to the left leg of the shorts was a red pouch, the straps a healthy shade of yellow. On its left hand was a fingerless brown leather glove. The creature also wore a black tank-top style shirt, but with a zipper, and over that a short blue jacket. The jacket had short sleeves that got only to just above the elbows with a yellow fire symbol on the back and an upturned collar, along with two little straps on the shoulders and a brown shoulder holster attached to the jacket. Sheathed at the creature's side was a katana: its tsuba and hilt end golden, its hilt wrapped in white leather. The weapon's saya black with platinum decals and a platinum kojiri. "Great..." The little creature sighed. "Damn it, Ravage. Should'a got myself a map..." He rubbed his right eye and shuck his head. Ravage went a second without speaking. "Somehow..." He looked up. A collection of blood red eyes were staring at him from the the bushes amongst the tree-line, each pair glowing intensely: studying the strange little thing before them. Ravage's ears twitched a little as he heard a rustling in the bushes and he then proceeded to sniff the air. "Hmm..." He turned around, having caught the scent in the air.
"Grr..." A growling reached Ravage's fox-like ears.
"Come on..." Ravage smirked, beckoning forth whatever was to emerge from the darkness of the bushes with his right hand. A pack of beowolves rushed forth to meet the confident little kitsune, each beast bearing their razor sharp teeth as the cool wind blew through their shaggy jet black fur. Ravage pushed his sword an inch out of its scabbard with his left thumb as one beowolf sprinted past him and then immediately turned around, leaping into the air with its mouth wide open. Ravage took hold of his katana's hilt with his right hand, gripping it tightly before he drew the blade fully from its sheath and dashed forward before the beowolf could hit him, dashing past a lot more beowolves in the blink of an eye and skidding to a halt behind them, now turned to face them. The beowolf that had pounced at him fell apart into three separate pieces as Ravage sheathed his katana: the moment the blade clicked into place the closest five beowolves to him also fell apart. Nine Grimm left. Ravage chuckled. He dashed forward once more, cutting down the first beast on his right with his initial strike; spinning forward afterwards and cutting straight through the next beowolf with a single attack, reappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving behind an afterimage, before two more beowolves and rapidly slicing them to pieces with a lightning fast flurry of attacks, he then threw his katana's scabbard through the air behind him, the thing smashing straight through one beowolf's skull and then into another, impaling them both as Ravage dashed after it and cut down another beast in his way before he threw his sword and made it spin through the air like a helicopter blade around him, cutting up the remaining beowolves in the process as Ravage turned to catch the blade upon its return. Catching it effortlessly in his left hand, Ravage gripped the hilt as he held the blade in reverse and then shoved it back into its scabbard as the thing was suspended in mid-air with enough force to cause the two beowolves impaled on it to explode with a burst of energy that emanated from their bodies. "Huh..." Ravage smirked as he held the sheathed blade at his side. "As standard as ever." Ravage sniffed the air again. "Hmm..." He walked over to one of the nearby trees and with the glaive-like tip of his left-hand tail sliced through its trunk: its sap leaking out. Ravage scooped some of the sap off of the tree with his right hand and licked it all up. "Not bad." He shrugged, flicking the remainder off of his hand.
"Grrraahhh!" Ravage ducked as an alpha beowolf swung for him from behind, the claws of its right hand getting stuck in the tree Ravage had sliced into as the kitsune walked off. Ravage holstered his sheathed katana on his back, held in place by the magnet in his brown shoulder holster. The alpha beowolf freed itself, turning to face Ravage as he came to a stop and turned back around. His right eye's pupil glowed for a split-second, his grin revealing a fang. Ravage cracked his knuckles before smashing his fists together as an aura of flames engulfed him and yellow bio-electricity zapped around his forearms and then his entire body. The ground cracked up around the 3 foot 3 demon as his power rose. "I'll just destroy you as well then." He disappeared from the alpha's sight. It tilted its head in confusion. Ravage reappeared directly in front of the Grimm and delivered a one-inch punch to its gut: winding it and making it stumble back. "Seems you sacrificed speed for power." Ravage chuckled. He hit the Grimm with a rising uppercut, his right arm engulfed in flames. "Ravryuken!" A bolt of lightning struck the alpha in mid-air before Ravage roundhouse kicked it straight back down: making it bounce off of the ground after impact, the alpha beowolf flipping through the air. Ravage was already there to greet it and delivered a left hook to its face as it flipped through the air above the ground, followed by a right hook and then a rapid flurry of kicks with his left leg that battered the Grimm as it hung in the air. Ravage pulled his left leg back before spinning around and unleashing a single mighty kick with his right leg that sent the alpha beowolf crashing through tree after tree. Ravage cracked his neck from side to side as the Grimm tumbled along the ground after crashing through one last tree, the beast stumbling back up a few seconds after. It roared out in fury before rushing straight for the kitsune in a blind rage. Ravage ran his left hand through the spiky white fur on the top of his head. The alpha lunged at him. Ravage sidestepped and let it roll and tumble past him. It jumped back up and took a swipe at him, Ravage jumped over its attack and kicked it in the face before backflipping away. The alpha roared again. Another swipe, Ravage parried it with his right tail: knocking the Grimm's left hand back. "Stop trying to hit me and hit me." Ravage taunted it.
"Grrraaaahhh!" The alpha unleashed a furious flurry of swipes, Ravage dodging and ducking each one.
"You're wide open." He then simply kicked the Grimm in the crotch.
"Gryaaa..." The Grimm whimpered. Ravage put his right hand to its forehead and smirked. The alpha's eyes widened. Ravage flicked it on the forehead: sending the alpha beowolf flying to its doom. "Gaaa..." The alpha was impaled on a tree branch, the branch going straight through its chest. With one last feeble growl its head dropped down, arms went limp and its legs were left dangling there.
"That wasn't even close to fair, I'll dial it further down a little." Ravage sighed. "Ah well, only mooks." He looked up to the sky. Launching himself into the air with a single jump, Ravage could see the rest of Forever Fall laid out before him. He summoned a crimson demonic rune beneath his feet, using it like a platform to remain in mid-air. "Ah crap... I did not get a good starting spot..." His ears and tails drooped down before lifting back up a second later. He had just noticed something way off in the distance. "Wait, train tracks... well, that solves it. I'll just hitch a ride on the next train." His smirk disappeared as his rune faded away and he fell to the ground, landing face-first with a thud. "This place better have good food..." Ravage's voice was muffled but his irritation was clear as the rest of his body hit the ground, slamming down as his face remained planted in the grass and leaves.
"Hmm... this place looks alright actually. Might have a better vacation than I initially thought." Ravage stood atop one of the many carriages of the train he had boarded in Forever Fall, the wind blowing hard against him as it entered Vale: heading straight for a train station only a few miles away. His stomach growled. "Ahh, I can almost taste the wide range of fine cuisine no doubt here... they could have such a variety of dishes. Who knows what I might find?" He unfolded his arms. "I want some noodles." He looked aside, muttering to himself.