Youko prided himself on many things, one of which was the complete denial of anyone with power to compete with his. Unfortunately, reiki of the miko persuasion tended to lean in such a direction, having the unique capability to not just cancel out every bit of energy he emitted, but to erase it completely. So rather than allow the priestess to believe she'd frightened him, he trotted a few more steps back and held his ground.
He may not desire purification, but that did not mean he was scared to witness it up close.
The girl remained heedless of the mess she was making, mucking through soil and dirtying the very delightful clothes that she wore. The moment she closed her eyes and focused inwards, Youko could feel the change, and he was caught.
Because while she was anchoring herself to the earth, her power was blooming all around her. Pure tendrils of energy curled and stretched, like a cat waking from a long slumber, sharpening its claws in lazy threats. Kitsunes had an eye for auras, and hers was brimming over the top.
However, despite the danger it represented, her reiki chose not to strike out at the nearest touch of demonic energy, ignoring the wisps of youki surrounding it in favour of the flora. Each bright pink branch cradled around the trees and bushes within reach, pushing its own energy through them, helping them to grow and bloom and rise towards the sun. It reminded Youko of the rainforests he had once glimpsed on a dare that had extended across the globe.
A very pure rainforest.
The energy put his hairs on edge, but true to his nature Youko forced himself to reach out for a plant close to him. It sparked at his touch, but did not turn away. For this, he found he could forgive her impudence.
And perhaps for the plants as well. For with each pulse of energy she sent into the earth, they positively sung.
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AN: Even though this is long in the making, I'm sorry to say updates will still be drawn out. Apparently midterm week is less of a week and more of an 'everything that occurs before the finals'. I'm swamped! I've been writing updates in the twenty minutes I have between study breaks and work and school and games. But I am trying!
Thanks to the lovely Katie for wishing me a happy turkey feast! It's always nice to hear from one polar-bear rider to another ;) I'm positively filled to the brim with melatonin and cranberry sauce!
(and since linguistics is my main source of stress and joy atm, have a greeting - /hæv æ gɹeɪt wik!/