I honestly expected to post this sooner but since school started i've been exausted. And it's only been three weeks. Enjoy.

xXNightly RainXx:

Thanks for the review. I find it easier to type in first person because I partily see it from my actualy point of view. There will be some parts written in second or third person in the story like when it's from Ammy. I dont mide critisim (good or bad) because it helps me know how I can impove my stories for people.

Tamisin:

Thanks! I hoped to update a bit sooner. I'll update again as soon as I can.

I swung my sword in a wide ark aiming at the stomach. My oppenet jumped back in time to avoid injury, but his clothes got cut a bit. He moved to the side and struck his sword out aiming for my hand that held the sword. I backed up and brought up my arm to block the attack. His sword cut my forearm. I few drops of blood fell onto the ice. I felt his fist connect with my stomach, knocking the breath out of me. Before I could react, my feet were knocked out from under me. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground with a sword pointed at my throat.

"You've lost this fight, Oki." he panted out.

"Whatever." I growled back at him.

"No need to glare at me like that." he replied.

Samickle suggested that I come spar with him in the village. He and I both knew I didn't like to come into the village. It bothered me just to go to the small fishing hole near the dojo. He thought it would be a challange to fight on the slippery ice instead of the snow. I thought it was stupid but agreed to it anyway. I figured this would be easy fight and the sooner I won, the sooner I could go back to my hut outside of the village. It had only taken a few minutes for him to knock me down. Although I spent my free time training and he spent his reading he was still stronger then me. For the moment anyway.

Samickle seathed his sword and held out a hand to help me up. I ignored it and stood up on my own. As I maintained my balance on the ice I noticed the few people who gathered to watch us fight. Old man Kemu was watching us on the snow from a few feet away. He caught my gaze and lowered his head. His head was shaking slowly like something bad happened. On his left side was Tuskle. She stood watching with her arms crossed, like she dissaproved of my performance.

I never really liked Tuskle. She always knew how to rub me the wrong way. Plus those owls on her head just freaked me out. To Kemu's right was Kai. I could feel her sympethetic eyes boring into me through our masks. Her younger sister Lika was a few feet behind her, building a snowman. She didn't seem to notice that we had stopped sparring.

"You need to control your temper when you fight, Oki." she said slowly. I could hear the smirk in her voice and turned away.

"I dont need to control my temper." I snapped back with a little more force then nessesary. "I'm doing fine."

"Is that why you always lose to Samickle?" she asked calmly.

I turned back to face her and glared. She had a smug looking smile on her face that I just wanted to rip off. She had hit a button and she knew it. I was pretty sure that the others could smell my anger with their sharp senses. Before I could take a step toward her Kemu spoke up.

"That's enough! Oki, you need to get a handle on your temper." he paused and looked at Tuskle. "And Tuskle you need to stop baiting him."

"It's not my fault the pup can't control himself." she mumbled.

I could hear the humor in her voice. It sparked my anger once again. I could see Samickle tense up in the corner of my eye (or mask) but he was a bit too slow. With my sword still in my hand I charged at Tuskle, who had a shocked look on her face. A hand grabbed the back of my shirt and yanked me backwards, causing me to slide backwards on the ice a few feet. I jumped to my feet and my sword met with Samickle's. Before I could strike again, Samickle moved his sword away and managed to knock mine out of my hand. My sword flew through the air for a moment before landing in the ice a few feet away.

Without my sword, I was at a disadvantage. I turned into a wolf and charged at him, my claws getting a firm grip on the ice. Samickle turned into a wolf and charged to meet me head on. I ducked down to avoid a swing of his sword and chomped down on his hind leg. He howled in pain and let go of his sword. He recovered faster then I thought he would and grabbed onto my scruff. I rolled over trying to shake him off, which was harder to do because of the ice. My struggling caused his grip to loosen and that was all I needed.

"Oki!" yelled out Kai. I ignored her, my attention on the wolf I was fighting.

Twisting out of his grip, I used my claws and aimed for his eyes. He managed to dodge, but it wasn't enough. I scratched his nose causeing some blood to well up. He growled at me and I could smell his anger. I lunged at him again aiming for his legs. He moved to the side at the last second and dove under me. I slid on the ice for a few seconds before I fell heavily on my side. Samickle bit onto my forearm beofore I had a chance to recover. It was the same arm his sword cut earlier. Barely managing to hold in my yelp, I struggled to get out of his group which proved to be a bad idea.

He chomped down harder on my arm as I struggled. Remembering his leg, I racked my back claws across the wound I gave him earlier. His grip loosened and I twisted free. He dove under me again and latched onto my left leg. His tail came up and hit me in the face. It gave me an idea. I aimed for his tail, knowing it was his weak spot and bit down. Samickle yelped and fully let go of my leg. Before he could try to pry himself free I pulled on his tail and threw him into a nearby tree with all my strength. He jumped back up and came at me.

"Oki, that's enough!" I heard Kemu yell. I ignored him too.

I used one of his moves and dove under him. I scratched his leg again. As we slid a few feet apart I could see the wound had gotten worse. Blood coated his leg ruining his light blue fur. He held it a off of the ground a bit. raced towards him aiming for his wounded leg again. I knew it would be a cheap trick but did it anyway. Grabbing onto his injured leg I managed to lift him up again and throw him back into the tree. The throw caused me to slid away from him by a few feet. He struggled to stand up.

My anger had caused me to lose it. My wolf instincts had taken full control. My wolf didn't care what happened to Samickle at the moment. It didn't care what the rest of thr tribe would think of him. It saw him as an enemy that neede to be gotten rid of once and for all. This time I aimed for his throat, going for the kill.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of orange and brown. I felt sharp teeth grab onto my scruff and throw me into the cliffside. It dazed me for a short moment until I remembered what had just happened. I jumped to my feet, using my claws to steady myself on the ice and growled at the wolf in front of me. Kemu was facing me, blocking my way to Samickle. Kai was standing in front of Samickle who hadn't left the spot he was in. Obviously he didn't want to hurt Kai trying to attack me. It didn't stop him from growling at me over Kai's shoulder. Tuskle was standing a bit father away this time with Lika, who had stopped playing in the snow. I could smell Lika's fear from this distance.

"That's enough both of you!" growled Kemu. "Oki! We do not attack another member of the tribe just because they make you angry. Just because you refuse to live in the village with us does not make you and exception. Apologize to Tuskle and Samickle, now!"

My anger was still in full blast, but I had stopped growling. I took in my surroundings and saw that more Onia had gathered on the snow. The whole tribe must have come when Samickle howled. I glaced over at him to see him holding up his leg. Blood trickled down his leg and nose and onto the ice. Knowing that I had really down a number on his leg made me feel slightly better. He gave me a wolfish smirk, clearly pleased that Kemu ordered me to apologize to him. I turned back into a human ignoring the pain coming from my arm. Blood poured freely from my arm, forming a small dark puddle on the ice.

"I'm sorry Tuskle. " I snapped at her. I turned to look at Samickle. "I'm sorry Samickle." I said with venom in my voice. I didn't mean a single word of it.

Samickle had turned back to human and was leaning against Kai for support. His leg was clearly still bothering him. I could sense the smirk on his face behind his mask. I stared at the blood that formed on his clothes where his leg was. It gave me some satisfaction to know that I caused such a terrible wound. It might need stiches. I tore my gaze away and found Tuskle.

I could smell a bit of her fear, but it was fading now. It was slowly being replaced by anger. The rest of the tribe were staring at me, clearly angry. The smell of their anger combined came off in waves. Some of them were looking at Samickle with sympethic looks. Others were looking at Kemu, waiting to see what he would do to me.

"Everyone go back to their huts." ordered Kemu. "There will be a village meeting later, but for now go home."

The other Onia began to disperce. Some of them stopped to glance at me as they left. I'm guessing they were glaring at me through their mask. One of the village girls came and got Lika. I didn't know what her name was, but I didn't forget her squirrl mask. It always made me hungry. Soon it was just me, Samickle, Kai, Kemu, and Tuskle.

"Oki you will be punished for this. Your punishment will be announced at the village meeting. If you know what's good for you you'll be there." said Kemu.

Kemu turned and marched away. Tuskle walked over and picked up Samickle's sword then went over to help Kai walk him back to his hut. She turned to glare at me but continued on her way. Kai turned and gave me a sympathetic glance before continuing to help Samickle. In a few minutes they were out of site, and I was standing on the ice alone. Splatters of blood dotted the ice but I ignored them. I went over to my sword, still stuck in the ice and pulled it free. I seathed it and quickly walked towards my hut outside of the village.

My arm began to throb and I felt a bit lightheaded. I was glad I didn't have to go too far to get back to my hut. It would still take about thirty minutes to get there. Once again ignoring the pain in my arm, I became a wolf again and ran the rest of the way. As a wolf I would get there in less then half of the time. Even with my ingured arm slowing me down, I was sure I would get there in no time at all. About ten minutes later, I made it to my hut. I turned back into a human and sat down on a mat near one of the walls.

The fire had gone out while I was gone and needed to be restarted. I took a few peices of wood and threw them onto the remains of my earlier fire. Taking a couple of peices of flint, I relit my fire and sat closer to it. My stomach grumbled as the fire came to life. I picked out three small fish And set them up near the fire. While the fish cooked, I took this moment to look at my arm. The cut was long, but not deep. It would still need bandaging to stop the trickle of blood still flowing out of it. I scearched among my shelves until I found the small roll of bandages. They would need to be replaced, I was running low.

I used some type of medicine and spread it on my arm to protect the wound from infection. It wouldn't surprise me if Samickle had rabies. Then again he might be thinking the same about me right now. Taking the bandages, I binded my arm quickly and made sure to tie it tight. With that done I unseathed my sword. I touched my thumb to the blade and pulled away. The blade was dull. If it had been sharp, it would have cut my thumb he moment it touched the blade.

The smell of my fish cooking caused my stomach to growl some more. While the fish continued cooking, I began to sharpen my sword. It took me about ten minutes until it was sharp enough again. With that done I turned my attention back to the fish. They were burned, but I didn't care how well cooked they were. As long as something was food and edible, I would eat it. I never cared too much for the way things taste. Taking the first fish, I pulled away the skin to get to the meat on the inside. I ignored the taste like I've done so many times before and finished the fish in a few bites.

I did the same with the other two fish. I still felt hungry so took out a fourth fish and placed it by the fire to cook. As it cooked my mind began to wander. I'll admit it, Tuskle was right. I did lose my temper. I didn't have to go after her like that. I didn't have to try and kill Samickle either. The others may just think I was mad, but I knew the truth. The wolf part of me felt like killing him. It sent a uneasy feeling up my spine. But what's done is done. I knew the apology wouldn't mean anything. There was more to it. Knowing old man Kemu, he would make sure I was punished.

The fourth fish was done cooking and I devoured it quickly. The village meeting would be soon. It always started at sunset. Grabbing my sword, I stepped outside of my warm hut. The sun was going down, it was nearly sunset. Just because Kemu said I needed to be there to recive my punishment didnt mean I was actully going to do it. I knew the villagers hated me. Attacking Tuskle and Samickle just added fuel to the fire. I didn't care if I got in trouble for what I was about to do now. It beats having to deal with the entire village glaring at me with their hatred.

I turned into a wolf once again and managed to jump to the top of my hut. With the help of a few rocks nearby. I jumped again and grabbed a low hanging branch in my jaws. Carefully, getting back down to the ground, I went to the door of my hut. Walking backwards, I retraced my steps sweeping the branch across my footsetps. Doing this would not only erase my footsteps but mix up my scent. It would scatter some of the snow around making it diffucult to follow. I knew when I wan't there to receive my punishment, they would send someone to get me.

It was now sunset. The meeting would be starting. I had to work fast before they got here. Normally one of the villagers would come to get me if I did something wrong. Giving the circumstances, Kemu just might come himself. A howl sounded in the distance. It was Kemu. He was clearly angry I hadn't shown up. I needed to work faster. In human form it would take almost an hour to get to my hut. In wolf form they could be here in about half of that time.

I quickly made my way near the edge of Kamui and out through the underground tunnel that led here. I contined to move around the snow until I was a few dozen yards away from the snow. There may not have been snow, but the smell of the branch would still mix up me scent. I kept the branch with me as I exited the tunnel. Once I was out I walked near the edge of the cliff in Shinshu Field. I looked below and saw the ocean a few hundred feet down. I dropped the branch and watched it fall in the water.

While still in wolf form I troted over to the old ferry that I knew would lead to Agata Forest. There was a tunnel filled with water, it had a small dock at the end that I had to jump to get onto. I jumped into the water and swam to the small dock at the end of the tunnel. As I got onto the dock, I shook off the water that had clung to my coat and made my way into the swamp like forest. The sun hadn't completly set, but it would pretty soon.

I jumped down from the cliff to the short distance to the shore. I passed by a cavern but ignored it, knewing there were people there. A sudden smell made me stop. I sniffed the ground near the entrance to the cavern. I could smell wolf, and it reminded me of the tribe's smell. There was no way the tribe could have caught up to me. I sniffed again I realized it wasn't from any Onia. The smell was sweet, like fruit, or flowers. The Onia smelled more like wood, smoke and ice. It was most likely just a ordinary wolf.

I continued on my way until I made it to a cave. The ran down the long tunnel and into the small clearing. One of the wood sprite's trees were here. It felt warm insdie the clearing and the sky could be seen clearly. By the tree were some rabbits who kindly ignore me. I always came to this place to escape the tribe and the weather in Kamui. The sun still hadn't set, but I curlled up near the tree to sleep anyway.

I couldn't get the smell of that wolf out of my mind. The scent was faded, but frequent. It told me a lot about it. The wolf was clearly female judgeing by the smell and the shape of the pawprints by the shore. It liked eating fruit and sweet things (which was odd for a wolf) and rolling in flowers. I could catch the scent of meat, but it was mostly fish. She had human and dog scent on her pelt. She must have liked being around humans to have so many scents on her. There was also the faint smell of blood. Not from any prey, it was hers.

Now that I think about it, I did see some dark spots on the soft snad near the shore. I didn't think it was blood, let alone the wolf's. My wolf instincts told me to get up and find her. I wasn't sure why but it sounded like a good idea. But I couldn't just get up and go looking. I decided to stick around for a while tomarrow. Maybe once I saw her I could get her out of my head. If I didn't see her by mid-afternoon I would go back to Kamui and face my punishment. But I knew I wouldn't like it.

"Ok lets get started." said Grandmother Fawn.

The sun was begining to set outside. Grandmother had spent all morning checking the bones to see what my vision meant. She didn't get anything. Once noon rolled around she had me traveling all over Agata Forest, Shinshu Field and Taka Pass. She wanted me to gather supplies so I could begin training with the brush techniques. When I returned, she sent me out to go hunting fishing for a bit. She wanted to see if I could trade some of the fish we had with a new merchant who set up near Taka Pass. He had fish caught from the city. It was a pretty good trade.

I decided to swim as a wolf some of way back to the cavern insteand of having to take the long way. I was wading through the water when I felt like I stepped on something. When I got close to the cavern, I discovered I stepped on a sharp rock. It was still stuck in my paw. When I got to te house Grandmother wasn't there. She left a note saying she went to Kamiki. While she was gone I took the rock out of my paw and turned back to human.

One good thing about turning from one form to the other, was the faster ability to heal. Another thing was that if I got wet as a wolf, I wouldn't still be wet as a human. I still put medicine on it and bandaged it to prevent any infection. I took about five of the fish I traded and took them to Kokari's house. Kokari and his father were thankful for them. When I returned to the house, Grandmother was waiting for me. There were four items in front of me. A broken cup, a small block of wood, a dead flower in a pot, and an empty bowl.

"There are 13 brush techniques." she began. "Today we will practice five of them. The first brush technique is rejuvination. It gives you the power to fix something missing or broken." She pushed the broken cup towards me.

"What do I do?" I asked.

"Try to fix the broken cup." she said.

I looked between her and the cup a few times. "How?"

She sighed and handed me a thin scroll. It had 'Rejuvination' written on the side and was tied with a red ribbion. "Read this. Theres a brief explination about this power, what it does and how the great god Okami used it. Then theres information on how to do it yourself."

She pulled out four more scrolls which I guessed would be the ones I would also be learning today. Instead of giving the others to me she held them in her hand. I quickly skimmed through the part about Okami and read to actual instructions. It didnt seem too complicated. Filling in holes where something was missing. How hard could that be?

"You have to block out everything." she said. "Clear your mind and focus on fixing the cup, and your brush. Just take your time."

I looked at the big hole cup. The hole ran down the entire side of it and caused cracks around it. Some of the cracks spread all over the cup making it looked covered in them. The cup looked easily breakable.

"So," I started. "Just focus on the cup? Block everything else out?"

"Yes. Think of it like a vision." she began. "When your visions come they automaticly block out everything that has nothing to do with the vision. Just imagine that feeling."

It didn't make sense to me but there was no harm in trying was there? I closed my eyes first and took a few deep breaths. It wasn't too hard to remember the feeling of getting a vision. I let that feeling take over me for a short while. Something was off, my ears could normally hear the faintest of sounds. I could even hear as far as the bridge that led to Taka Pass, but not now. I could no longer hear the faint sound of the waterfall from the river. The sound of the flames flickering from the candles all over the house. I couldn't hear myself breath or my heart beat. Panic began to set in at the thought of my heartbeat. I opened my eyes to be met by something that didn't seem real.

Grandmother Fawn wasn't moving or breathing. The flames weren't moving on the candles. I strained my ears to catch a sound, any sound but to no avail. The most disturbing thing was my vision. Almost everything was drained of color. Everything was black with a slight tan or beige color, and grey(pretty much sepia tones). As I reached out to touch my grandmother, my arm moved in slow motion. I was surprised I was still able to move. It was as time had stopped. It was a disturbing thought.

Thats when I remembered the cup and what I was sapposed to be doing. I took the little brush attached to the fan. The tip of the brush was wet and some ink got on my fingers. I know I didn't put any ink on it, so where had it come from? I looked between the cup and brush for a few seconds. I picked up the cup and placed the brush near it. I touched the edge of the cup with the brush and to my amasement, the color on the brush changed. Instead of a deep black it was now a light grey.

Taking the brush, a slowly drew a line over to the other broken edge. The ink began to spread out, like how it doep when someone drips a dot of ink on paper. I continued to draw around the broken edge, eventualy filling it in. Once finished I turned the cup to do the many cracks. The ink stayed in place. It took almost no time at all to fill in the cracks. Once done I set the cup back on the table. Now that I was done I didn't know what to do. If I used the feeling of having a vision to get like this couldn't I use it to get out? It was worth a shot.

I let go of the feeling of having a vision and everything came rushing back. The color, the sounds, the smells, my air(I had no idea how I managed that without air.) and most importantly, movement.

"I see you fixed the cup." said Grandmother Fawn.

"What was that?" I gasped. "It was like time stopped."

"It did." she said calmly. "It's sapposed to do that. It can give you advantage in certain things. Not to useful for running away."

"I could tell." I said. "I was moving in slow motion the whole time."

"Well then lets continue shall we?" she siad ignoring my comment. She handed me the next scroll and I skimmed through it like I did to the first. It was titled 'Power Slash'. It didn't seem too diffucult. Once I was done grandmother pushed the block of wood near me. I closed my eyes and focused once more on that feelng of having visions.

This time I was better prepared for what was to come. The slow movements, lack of color, everything being frozen, still freaked me out. But if I was going to do this I should get used to it, right? Well I hoped so at least. Taking the block of wood I took the little brush and drew a quick (or somewhat slow) diagonal line across the wood and set it back down on the table. I let go of the feeling and everything came rushing back once more. I heard a small wooshing sound and the block of wood broke.

It was cut in a nice neat line, right where I had drawn it. Grandmother took the broken peices of wood off the table and tossed them with our pile of firewood. She handed me the next scroll without a word and I skimmed through it.

By the time we were done I was exausted. I was lying on my bed staring up at my ceiling. The light from my candles flickered across the walls. After I did the first two I learned the first part of 'Bloom', 'Cherry Bomb' and 'Sunrise'. Well, not full versions but mini versions. After I did all four I had to practice all of them again about twenty times. I could only use bloom on very small areas, which was pretty much flowers in pots. I practiced some of it outside and made a flower patch near the old ruins. I had to try it about five times to get a small area before my ink ran out. Then I had to wait for a minute beforee it refilled on it's own (awsome right?) and I continued. About seven more mini circles later I made a flower patch.

The cherry bombs came out small. Small enough to fit in my hand. Honestly it was about the size of Ume's nose. It was so cute when I first saw it I wanted to hold it. About five seconds after I picked it up it exploded in my hand. It hurt, very badly, and a bit of my hair and eyebrows got singed. My hand got a bit burnt and had blisters, but there was little strips of confetti left behind. I later made the cherry bomb in the empty bowl and left it there like I was sapposed to do. The bowl exploded, and was destroyed. A shard of it flew by me and cut my cheek. For such a little thing, it could pack a punch. I had to use rejuvination to fix the bowl (after the ink refilled).

The cut on my cheek and my somewhat burnt hand were already healed. After I fixed the bowl, they were both healed. I couldnt say the same for my eyebrows. They weren't too bad, just a bit thinner. I healed a bit fast which was another thing about myself I really didn't understand. Afterwards, once it was dark out, grandmother blew out the candles and I had to try sunrise. I made a little mini version of the sun, which looked like a small ball of light. I touched it as it lit of the room with it's little light. It was warm, but it didn't burn me this time.

I noticed that the little ink pots in the fan had increased. Instead of only three, there was now five. I continued to stare at the ceiling, my mind realing about what i've done today and what would come tomarrow. I knew I would learn four more techniques tomarrow afer I practiced the five I learned today. I was going to learn the next two stages of bloom (which counted as one) lily pad and vinewhip. Then moonrise, watersprout, and galestorm. They didn't sound too hard, but i've been wrong before.

I decided I couldn't sleep. My head was full of thoughts. Some about that vision, others about the brush techniques. The thought of the vision made me somewhat angry although I dont know why. I needed to cool off, take a swim. I got up out of bed and quitely made my way out of the house and out of the cavern. Grandmother Fawn didn't approve of my midnight swims. But so long as I was careful she wouldn't find out. Besides if any fish tries to make a snack out of me, I can always use the power slash on it.

As I stepped out onto the shore a caught a scent. It was, a wolf I think, it smelled partily human. It was male and carried the smell of blood, burnt fish (which smelled horrible) and cold. I never smelled something that cold, it was pretty warm here in Nippon. I could tell he stopped here to scent something. Maybe it was my blood that still dotted the soft white sand. I followed his scent, using my foot to swipe at the dried blood on the sand. It was difficult to follow. That burnt fish smell bothered me the most. If there was something I couldn't stand, it was the smell of burnt fish.

I stopped outside the long tunnel that led to the scared tree. It must be taking shelter there, there weren't too really any wolves around here. My wolf instincts, reacted and took offence to him being here. The wolf side of me (which I called Shine) wanted to go inside the cave and drive him off. I ignored her and continued on my way to the river. I could mentally here her growl in fustration.

Shine was like my inner voice. She couldn't speak human words, only growls and barks. But mostly growls then anything else. Sometimes she would take over my body when she got bored. Most people could tell it was her (my eyes change to silver when she's in charge) even when she tried pretending to be me. She had a pretty bad attitude and didn't like taking orders. She spent most of the time sleeping anyway. I liked to think of the two of us as two beings in the same body. When she took over I used the words our and we instead of mine or hers. Although I think I would have to change her name. Shine didn't really suit her personallity.

Right now I could feel her trying to take control of my body. She knew we weren't going to drive off the wolf, but wanted to lead the way to the river. I let her take over. As I neared the river (with Shine in control) I turned into a wolf. When I got close enough Shine jumped right into the water. Normally she would sit by the water and look at our (my) reflection in the water. I think she liked to admire our fur, but not tonight. She made my body glide through the water slilently, like a fish. The strange wolf was quickly forgotten.

As she made my body swim through the water, the fish brushed by our paws. Shine used my head to catch a fish out of the water as it swam by. We swam back to the shore and gulpped down the fish. Shine felt like taking a small nap by the shore for a while. I let her since we wouldn't be here too long. I gazed at the dark water through our eyes then looked at the sky. It was the day after the new moon and there was the tiniest bit of light in the sky.

Shine still thought about the wolf and growled. I was easily able to translate her growls.

We should get rid of him. This is our territory.

No. It's wounded. Were not attacking a wounded wolf.

It's his own fault for coming here. Lets get rid of him.

No. Now we'll check for him in the morning. It caught our scent so it should know were here. Theres a chance it will be gone by sunrise.

Fine then. But if it's not I'm taking over and I'm chasing it off.

I'm not going to let you hurt him. It isnt right to take advantage of someone's weekness. We'll ask him to leave, NOT chase him off.

Shine growled again and fell asleep, giving me control again. I layed near the shore for a while before heading back to the house. I turned back into a human as I came to the door. I snuck back in my room unnoticed. Now I felt tired as I layed down on my bed. I feel asleep to the sound of my grandmother snoring in the next room.

Oki got in trouble... I honestly thought writing the fight scene would be hard. But I find it easier to write them fighting as wolves then as humans. Next chapter will have Oki. Not too small but he will be in there. Although I must warn you the next chapter might be short. I'll give you a mini summery.

I think I got the other two names of the bloom techniques mixed up. well at least the vinewhip part. I'll fix it if I figure out what their really called. Now I am going to make brownies to get some more ideas. Chocolate does wonders for me. Warning: may lead to comic mischief and random things that dont make sense.

Mini-summery: Oki sees... Inu brush techniques... punishment... gets technique scroll... Oki gets... finds...

Thats all I can say. And yes they are in that order. No that is not a sentence in the next chapter. Here is a sentence in the next chapter:

"I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to get away."

Now you must await my next chapter. I'm about halfway through chapter three so it wont be TOO long before I update again. Also if I made any spelling errors that I didnt know about please tell me? If I spelled it wrong and I know I did I will put (sp?) next to it for spelling.