Author's Notes: I finished my first playthrough of Okami a month ago and after viewing some fanart, I got inspired to write a poem/drabble thing.
Because Issun going to miss her.
The idea of Okami does not belong to me, only the idea of this drabble.
It's hard to say goodbye when I'm putting a brave face on and you're so far away.
I did it Ammy, found my inspiration in both your actions and beauty,
The power of the wolf, an art work of a God.
I hope prophet takes care of you because I'll do him in with Denkomaru
Should he do you harm.
But I suppose that's impossible with you soaring so high above me.
I had a lot of fun, furball.
Despite the fighting,
The hardships,
The back-stabbing,
Susanoo's whining,
And seeing my old man again...
But I can't say I intended to like you, and I mean
Like you.
By the Gods, I'll miss you.
But now I can be truthful to myself.
I was scared of the responsibility,
My old man did so well and then he picks me, Celestial Envoy number 7.
I just wanted to draw Ammy.
Wanted to feel the brush glide across the paper,
Form ripples out of black ink,
Create out of the dark.
I wanted so much and you gave it all to me.
Sure, I had to deal with that half-baked prophet
And his surprising accurate predictions
(Don't tell him I said that),
But I guess I was angry because I couldn't give you the world like
He
Could.