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Evil trotted through the streets of the Kitsune's Capital. She had come for various Diplomatic reasons, but mostly she was just curious.

She followed her guard he was stony face and unresponsive. All he had said was "I need to confirm your presence with the Palace. We must go there."

So she looked around, ignoring the various salesman shouted at her that they had "The Deal of the Century" and "The best prices in all of the Capital".

She saw the curious looks from the Kitsune as she walked by, tail in the air. She could see some of them snickering and pointing at her tail.

((Okay, thanks, I wasn't really sure if it was or not.))



Evil's brow furrowed slightly, wondering if she had something on her tail. She started to turn around to look and then she remembered how Kitsune ranked themselves. She lifted her upper lip slightly at the thought of being considered weak just because she had one tail.

She trotted on, following her silent guide, her fur bushed out slightly.

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After what seemed like forever of walking, they arrived at the palace.

Evil walked under the extravagant arches, slightly in awe that it was so big.

They arrived at the front gates and her silent guard was traded off for two slightly burly looking men with red hair and slightly pointed teeth. The walked on either side of her.

They, like the other guard, didn't speak much. After numerous other check points were she was searched for weapons and other magic related items she'd never heard of, she was presented to the court.

Directly in front of her stood the higher ups of the Kitsune Court. There were two 9 tails present and 4 8 tails. Evil stopped in front of them, noting a few were in there animal forms, with luxurious collars, and frilly things on them. The ones in their human form were dressed in rich clothes of many colors.

Evil bowed deeply, her head just touching the ground. When she looked up she saw them studying her.

"Well," one of the 9 tailed Kitsune asked, "Why is it that you are here?"

Your Majesty, I am here to offer am alliance between The Sereitei and The Kitsune nation. By order of Commander Genral, Daven Moto. Captain of Squad 1. My name is Evil Wolf, Captain of Squad 10.

She bowed again as a wave of whisper broke out at the name of "Daven Moto". She wondered briefly about this before she was addressed again.

The Kitsune that had spoken to her whispered something briefly to the ear of an 8 tail who stood up and walked off. The Kitsune smiled broadly at her.

"We need time to think this over, but please, enjoy our hospitality while we discuss this. You may go wherever you wish, with a personal guard of course. To protect you." And with a wave of his hand he dismissed her.

Evil bowed again and turned and speech erupted all around her. As she exited a room, a hand shot out and grabbed her from the shadows of the archway. Her fur fluffed up and she turned to see and very old Kitsune. Her guards didn't flinch and the old Kitsune waved them away and they left without protest.

Evil was mesmerized by his eyes, they seemed to be the eyes of Age. They seemed to have seen everything and looked as if they swirled faintly in their depths. Evil tore her gaze away when the old one spoke to her.

"You. You are a Werewolf are you not?" He asked in a deep, almost soothing voice.

Evil's fur laid flat slowly. She looked at him and said;

Yes, but how did you know? Most people assume I'm a shape shifter.

He smiled and it seemed to light up his whole face. "Only the ignorant would say that. I am called the Eldest and I've been around for a long time, a ver long time. I know many things but I thought Werewolves had died out long ago. Your name is Evil, yes?"

Evil nodded and sat on the ground, tail curled around her paws. She thought for a moment.

Yes, my name is Evil, and yes, Werewolves went extinct about...300 or 400 years ago. Except for my very small Pack. But they, including me were killed also.

At this the Eldest's eyes twinkled.

"You will have to tell me your story. Come to my chambers and we will talk there." He said as he walked off.

Evil stood and followed him.

(( Okay, let me lay down some ground rules before this gets out of hand.

Remember, this is only a roleplaying backdrop, and this is an entire society you are interacting with. As much as if you went to the Land of th Gnomes and tried roleplaying there. This is a setting nothing more.

Also please read the thread in the restricted access library about this setting.

Finally, understand that I, as a nine-tail kitsune, have as much power as the rest of the nine-tails, even if it is in a different manner.

Ideally this setting should be very difficult to get to, just as much as getting to Hueco Mundo would be. ))

((Do you want me to edit my post then Daven? Say I might have some colleagues of mine come too?))

((Okay then.))



Evil walked into the Eldest's chambers. It was a warm den-like room. Evil liked it at once.

The Eldest sat down in a large over stuffed arm chair. He motioned for Evil to sit. She jumped lightly onto another chair and settled down.

"Now tell me little one, why did you come here in your Lycan form?" He asked suddenly after staring at her for a few minutes.

Evil was startled at the abrupt question but answered;

I thought I would...fit in better in this form. But I guess not.

The old Kitsune smiled kindly. "Your kind has never really been able to fit in well, even in their Golden Age. Now have they?"

Evil drew in a quick intake of breath at the mention of The Golden Age. It was something later generations had thought of wistfully.

The Golden Age had been a time when the Werewolf kind had had an organized government, almost like a very large pack. It had been ruled by a few benevolent rulers who had brought peace and prosperity to her kind. Even then they had existed in the shadows, hiding themselves from the Human Race. One day a large organization of humans, called The Hunters, found out about the Werewolves. Her kind was hunted down ruthlessly the Hunters using Silver Bullets, which not only killed them, but made them suffer in their last few moments in life. She shivered at the thought. The Eldest noticed and inquired about it.

Well, I myself was killed by a Silver Bullet, shot from a Hunter's gun.

The bushy eyebrow of the Kitsune shot up. "If that is so, how are you here now, talking to me?"

Evil flattened her ears.

Well sir, when a body dies, it's soul goes to The Sereitei. The same happened with me, but unlike the others of my kind, I retained my memories and the ability to change my form.

"I wonder why that is...?" He said, mostly talking to himself. "tell me how you were killed."

Evil sunk back in the chair, her tail twitching. She recounted and told her tale to the old one.

((If you want to read how Evil was killed, please read Lusts of a Werewolf [PRP]. It is too long for me to re-type it. sweatdrop ))

He listened in silence, nodding every once in awhile, or asking a question here or there. When she had finished she noted with approval that she wasn't teary or even emotional looking.

"It hurts to remember doesn't it?" He asked with knowing eyes.

Evil flattened her ears again and looked down at her paws.

Yes...I suppose it does. She admitted.

"I will probably talk to you again later, for now you are free to go." He said and waved his hand, dismissing her. He appeared to sink into his chair, eyes closed, in deep thought.

Evil climbed down off the chair and just as she reached the door it was opened for her. She blinked owlishly, the hallway was much brighter than the old Kitsune's room. Her guards flanked her again and Evil padded slowly down the hallway, thinking about her visit with the Eldest.

Bump...

(( I'm off training, and I might show up in a bit, but I want to finish with Kazi and my PRP first. ))