Cat from the Hidden
Howl was running frantically for his life, the hunters were after him again. He had to retrace his tracks to where a hidden entrance was. Now when I mean hidden, I mean HIDDEN! There was no way for them to find it. He shifted into a black cat and squeezed into the hole; crawling as far as he could. The hole opened up into a bigger room, it was like a bedroom. He sat there in the air vent, one ear cocked forward and the other one back. There was a desk, a bed, and three doors. He assumed that they were a closet, a bathroom, and another way out. Howl cringed back when one of the doors opened. He was silently thankful that he had black fur. Howl watched the person. They had black hair, pulled back into a ponytail, a black cloak with red clouds, and crimson eyes. Howl tilted his head as the 21 year old man as he striped his cloak and lay down on the bed, his whole body tense and alert. He scooted closer curiously and toppled to the floor with a yelp. The man was on his feet, weapon in hand, glaring down at howl. The cat formed boy shook his head and looked up at the other. He tilted his head cutlet and mewed. The man sneered but let Howl be.
Howl stood and trotted to the other and rubbed against his leg purring. He picked Howl up by his scruff and set his on his chest as he laid back down. His arms behind his head, Howl looked at him, head tilted. His face looked similar to a younger boy he'd crossed paths with. He shrugged it off mentally and curled on his well sculpted chest comfortably in a light nap.
Howl woke later when the man under him tensed; he jumped off him and landed on the edge of the bed. A knock on the door sent Howl scrambling under the bed as the man stood; the flung the door open. A blue skinned male hesitated.
"There are some slave hunters looking for a boy. He's got black hair and silver eyes. You seen him, Itachi-san?" Itachi starred at him blankly, the other shifted under his glare and nodded he walked off; Itachi closing the door firmly. He sat back down on the bed as Howl peeked out from the bed. Itachi looked at him. His ears drooped and hopped on the bed, his tail curling around him. He knew, he knew; Howl shifted to his human form, his wolf tail wrapped comfortably around his waist. He looked up at Itachi again. He body that of a 18 year old.
"Why?" Itachi's red eyes bore into his.
"You ooze power." As if it explained it everything. Howl sighed looking down again. He built a web of his shield hiding his power. Itachi raised a brow as the chakra signature of the wolf like boy disappeared. Howl looked up at him and smiled slightly, ears still laid back. Itachi starred at him a moment longer then laid back down. Howl sighed and shifted into his cat form. He curled next to Itachi's thigh, to get comfortable.
Itachi picked him up by his scruff and set him on him chest; Howl purred in content.
Howl was perched on Itachi's shoulder like normal, as Kasime and they neared a village. Another mission to track the demon lords, Howl knew who and where they were but no one had bothered to ask. Four out of nine were already in there possession. The three were looking for traces for the Dragon Lord. Howl twitched at the thought, he was never fond of the man anyway.
He was hidden in the Mist Village. It was sad, really, that he had been lowered to hide among humans. Dragons were always such a proud race. Howl mentally sighed glancing around the poor village. He was certain that the Wolf Mistress was in these parts. She was one of the few that he would do his best to protect, for she was the only immortal that had cared for him in the dark times for the demonic race.
His ears perked at the Dragon Lord's name, Sai Ryuu, the Dragon Prince. He sighed deeply, finally they were headed in the right direction.