Note*: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of it's characters. But I do own
the character Gem.
"'Bout time that storm passed." An auburn haired girl stated stepping out of her log cabin.
"Damn it, that stupid snowstorm covered the walkway. Guess I'd better get started."
Gem, a girl who lived alone and away from everyone for several years. No one really knew why. No one even knew her demon type. From what others could tell she would only show her demon type to one person in her lifetime and that person would have to be her mate.
Maybe that rumor would be true but she had no plans for love. She just let life happen the way it happened with no worries.
She reached the shed and sunlight began to shine through the dimly lit clouds. The glow of it warmed her face and a smile had to be drug out across it.
"The sun can melt the snow, I've been stuck inside for two days. I need a break."
The female ran off into the woods looking at the trees and how the sun caused the icicles to sort of glow. A small tug of a heavy branch caused snow to fall and Gem's face soon lit up with laughter.
This time of the year was joyous for the girl since she loved the icy air filling her lungs and the crunch of the snow beneath her feet.
She took a few more steps and soon stopped at the sight of three small red dots in the snow. Examining it a bit closer, she could tell it was blood. Looking a little further, she noticed a trail. With each step she took, the blood seemed to become heavier staining the snow more and more.
The mixture of paw prints and thick red liquid stopped abruptly right at a small mound of snow.
Gem dug into the miniature mountain with her bare hands throwing aside the damp substance each time. She continued this action until she felt something furry with little heat.
Is... is it dead? She thought silently.
A cold gust of wind swept through the trees causing Gem to look up at the sky. The sun was setting.
"I can't just leave it here, it might still be alive."
With that said, she picked up the creature's limp body, it's head hung just as limp and it's tails were drenched with melted snow. A deep wound was embedded in the foxes hind leg as was another bullet path leading from it's back shoulder blade through it's rib cage out the chest.
"Shot twice... damn hunters. I'll see what I can do."
She turned on one heel and began to head home.
"'Bout time that storm passed." An auburn haired girl stated stepping out of her log cabin.
"Damn it, that stupid snowstorm covered the walkway. Guess I'd better get started."
Gem, a girl who lived alone and away from everyone for several years. No one really knew why. No one even knew her demon type. From what others could tell she would only show her demon type to one person in her lifetime and that person would have to be her mate.
Maybe that rumor would be true but she had no plans for love. She just let life happen the way it happened with no worries.
She reached the shed and sunlight began to shine through the dimly lit clouds. The glow of it warmed her face and a smile had to be drug out across it.
"The sun can melt the snow, I've been stuck inside for two days. I need a break."
The female ran off into the woods looking at the trees and how the sun caused the icicles to sort of glow. A small tug of a heavy branch caused snow to fall and Gem's face soon lit up with laughter.
This time of the year was joyous for the girl since she loved the icy air filling her lungs and the crunch of the snow beneath her feet.
She took a few more steps and soon stopped at the sight of three small red dots in the snow. Examining it a bit closer, she could tell it was blood. Looking a little further, she noticed a trail. With each step she took, the blood seemed to become heavier staining the snow more and more.
The mixture of paw prints and thick red liquid stopped abruptly right at a small mound of snow.
Gem dug into the miniature mountain with her bare hands throwing aside the damp substance each time. She continued this action until she felt something furry with little heat.
Is... is it dead? She thought silently.
A cold gust of wind swept through the trees causing Gem to look up at the sky. The sun was setting.
"I can't just leave it here, it might still be alive."
With that said, she picked up the creature's limp body, it's head hung just as limp and it's tails were drenched with melted snow. A deep wound was embedded in the foxes hind leg as was another bullet path leading from it's back shoulder blade through it's rib cage out the chest.
"Shot twice... damn hunters. I'll see what I can do."
She turned on one heel and began to head home.