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Kurama walked along the road trying to imagine what his sister looked like. Would she be the same or would she have changed? Obviously she would be taller and more developed but would she look exactly like him still? He walked briskly not daring to run, lest he draw attention to himself. If he had calculated it right today was Mitsu's Birthday.
As he walked he noticed that it was extremely quiet for the woods, as if it were waiting for something. Stopping he grabbed a low hanging tree branch and directed his thought toward it.
"Has anyone gone through here? Is something happening?"
" Men passed through here we did not know, there manner was strange to us."
"What do you mean?"
" We. they were not of your breed they were different and hate came from them, the thought of them makes us tremble"
" Can you elaborate?"
" I can not but the old one can"
By this Kurama new he meant the old tree which had a spirit which could see all it wanted but told nothing of what it see, except when could gain something. Sighing Kurama went toward the heart of the forest were it happened to be. He walked silently wondering if the tree would not take notice if he came silently and unexpected.
"Kurama."
Kurama started the sighed again; you could not get past the tree. He hoped the tree would not remember him.
" Greeting ancient one."
" Such big words for such a small fox, but perhaps you have matured since I last saw you."
Kurama cringed at those words for indeed they were true, for as a little child he had come to this tree to practice magic. Not knowing it was the most powerful tree in the forest he had tried to use a spell on the tree causing the tree great annoyance.
"Yes, oh great one I have."
" Stop addressing me like that I really don't like it. Now what do you want?"
" I have come to seek what the disturbance in the forest is, and if it concerns me or my family."
The tree sat there quiet a moment and then spoke,
" Yes, It does involve you, and your family, but mainly you. A tall woman with silver hair with a hue of blue walked by with a group of hate filled people, they have gone into your house and I know what they have done, but don't know if I should tell you."
" Please I need to know so I shall not be taken by surprise by them."
" I will think about it, but I will need some time, so please wait for a while."
Kurama sat at the base of the tree listening to it as it thought. It seemed to be humming a song as he closed his eyes and focused. He used his mind to search the tree seeing many memories, after being there for a while the tree spoke.
" All right I shall show you, watch closely, young one."
Kurama saw his house and seemingly flew through it and saw his family all dressed and bleeding as they lay on the floor. A demon with six legs and wings went to each one and cut their throats to make sure they were dead. He looked at the faces of all of them but did not see Mitsu. They then went to the great hall where his mother and father sat in their thrones dead. A tall woman was ordering the demons around. Some demons then dragged his father and mother off the throne, but surprisingly Kurama didn't feel any sadness. His parents never had time for him so he was only shocked at the treatment of his parents. He then was shown a room that had a small elf like demon ordering a tall giant like demon to carry a small body out of the room. Looking close it was his sister.
" MITSU!"
Kurama jumped up from the base of the tree, and stood in front of the tree.
"Tell me now! Is she alive?? Please."
The tree didn't answer as he shouted at it. He then realized he wasn't speaking its laungauge.
" Tree, please tell me is Mitsu all right? I need to know."
" Yes she will be fine, just DO NOT let her die."
Kurama nodded then ran in the direction of his house refusing to stop.
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Kurama walked along the road trying to imagine what his sister looked like. Would she be the same or would she have changed? Obviously she would be taller and more developed but would she look exactly like him still? He walked briskly not daring to run, lest he draw attention to himself. If he had calculated it right today was Mitsu's Birthday.
As he walked he noticed that it was extremely quiet for the woods, as if it were waiting for something. Stopping he grabbed a low hanging tree branch and directed his thought toward it.
"Has anyone gone through here? Is something happening?"
" Men passed through here we did not know, there manner was strange to us."
"What do you mean?"
" We. they were not of your breed they were different and hate came from them, the thought of them makes us tremble"
" Can you elaborate?"
" I can not but the old one can"
By this Kurama new he meant the old tree which had a spirit which could see all it wanted but told nothing of what it see, except when could gain something. Sighing Kurama went toward the heart of the forest were it happened to be. He walked silently wondering if the tree would not take notice if he came silently and unexpected.
"Kurama."
Kurama started the sighed again; you could not get past the tree. He hoped the tree would not remember him.
" Greeting ancient one."
" Such big words for such a small fox, but perhaps you have matured since I last saw you."
Kurama cringed at those words for indeed they were true, for as a little child he had come to this tree to practice magic. Not knowing it was the most powerful tree in the forest he had tried to use a spell on the tree causing the tree great annoyance.
"Yes, oh great one I have."
" Stop addressing me like that I really don't like it. Now what do you want?"
" I have come to seek what the disturbance in the forest is, and if it concerns me or my family."
The tree sat there quiet a moment and then spoke,
" Yes, It does involve you, and your family, but mainly you. A tall woman with silver hair with a hue of blue walked by with a group of hate filled people, they have gone into your house and I know what they have done, but don't know if I should tell you."
" Please I need to know so I shall not be taken by surprise by them."
" I will think about it, but I will need some time, so please wait for a while."
Kurama sat at the base of the tree listening to it as it thought. It seemed to be humming a song as he closed his eyes and focused. He used his mind to search the tree seeing many memories, after being there for a while the tree spoke.
" All right I shall show you, watch closely, young one."
Kurama saw his house and seemingly flew through it and saw his family all dressed and bleeding as they lay on the floor. A demon with six legs and wings went to each one and cut their throats to make sure they were dead. He looked at the faces of all of them but did not see Mitsu. They then went to the great hall where his mother and father sat in their thrones dead. A tall woman was ordering the demons around. Some demons then dragged his father and mother off the throne, but surprisingly Kurama didn't feel any sadness. His parents never had time for him so he was only shocked at the treatment of his parents. He then was shown a room that had a small elf like demon ordering a tall giant like demon to carry a small body out of the room. Looking close it was his sister.
" MITSU!"
Kurama jumped up from the base of the tree, and stood in front of the tree.
"Tell me now! Is she alive?? Please."
The tree didn't answer as he shouted at it. He then realized he wasn't speaking its laungauge.
" Tree, please tell me is Mitsu all right? I need to know."
" Yes she will be fine, just DO NOT let her die."
Kurama nodded then ran in the direction of his house refusing to stop.
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