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Human Southland Isn’t Fun

I’m really starting to not like being in the Human Southland at all. We were attacked by humans outside of this small town.

It was the most scary thing ever, even scarier when we were stopped on the ship coming back from Nauros. Even though I was hiding really, really well, I could hear all the metal clanging and the people screaming, and the blood. The blood was like smelling copper, only copper smells a lot better than blood. It smelled awful.

A lot of the humans ran away after Amalirahc and his family suddenly joined in. Of course, anyone who saw a large dragon or roc would run off. Still, it was awful and there was just a lot of bodies and blood.

I think it would have been worse if they hadn’t shown up. Even mommy had to fight and she normally doesn’t fight even though she knows how to. Hopefully, we won’t have to go through that again.
 

Missing Amon Darthir

I know the point of traveling is to see everything and meet new people, but sometimes I miss Amon Darthir. I miss my friends, they’re much nicer than most of the kids here in the capital. My friends at Amon Darthir didn’t care I have tails or fox ears, and asked me to play right away. Even the adults are nice and will talk to me as long as they aren’t busy.

It’s different here though… People here aren’t as friendly, they’re polite, but not friendly. Sometimes they stare a bit too much at mommy and ada. There was this one kid, Darren, and he was really mean. Amalirahc, River and I went to play ball with the other kids, but Darren wouldn’t let me play. At first, I thought he was just confused by what I was, but then he made it sound like I wasn’t a person because I wasn’t from one of the three races.

Or maybe he thought I wasn’t a person because I’m not an elf.

That made Amalirahc really angry and he got into a fight with Darren. Even though I was worried Amalirahc was going to get into trouble, I’m happy he won the fight.

Mommy once said that kitsunes could change into humans to blend into the crowd. Sometimes I wish I could do that too, but I think I would miss my tails too much to do that.

Magic Evolution

When Miyuki wanted to learn more about aura sensing (and to an extent magic sensing) she was only interested in how it was done. She had only thought about it the technique in terms of being able to sense who was there and if anyone was coming towards her. This at the time made sense, while she had extra sensitive hearing, it was no match for the soundless walk of elves. Even though her blind quarterstaff instructor seemed to have no issues in telling who was coming or going.

Of course her instructor’s hearing was even more sensitive than Miyuki’s and that was saying something! Miyuki tried of course, her instructor would have whamped her upside the head hard if she didn’t at least try to get around blind. While the young kitsune understood the theory of how to get around by listening, the practice was much more difficult. Even with her ability to turn her ears in the direction of a particular sound, it was hard to for her to tell the difference between a wall and a person. She could not tell the slight changes in sound no matter how long she listened. Though she could tell after a while the difference between the rustle between leaves and clothes and hear the whistling of a staff as it cut through the air, it only paled in comparison to what her instructor could do.

So it was only natural that when Miyuki heard it was possible to sense other people’s presence by aura or magic sensing, she wanted to give that a try too. It was a bit unusual seeing as all the other elves took that concept for granted, but for Gaians magic was often learned and her mother was not the most magically adept Gaian in Arda, or in Gaia for that matter. The result was Miyuki asking her father, the other elves and even the nekos about the concept. With a bit of help, she had begun learning about aura sensing, but never really understood what it fully entailed.

Until she met her Grandfather Daemon, she didn’t realize how overwhelming the process was, or that it was just the beginning to an even larger subject matter.

Daemon Winters was a living library of knowledge about magic. Not just in the theory, but in the practical use and exercises that went along with it. It was the kind of knowledge that was rare in Arda. Miyuki already knew about Gifts, she had one or two herself, and had seen magic done by her ada and her mother, but she had never really seen Gaian magic, or learned magic. Sure, she understood the concept of runes, but never gave much more thought to it other than the fact it could make bags hold far more than humanly possible.

So when her great-grandfather explained more to her about the use of magic and what it was and what it could do she was completely fascinated. When she first began meditation for mages and magic sensing, she became enthralled.

Sensing magic was an incredible experience. It was more than just sensing the presence of another magical being. It was sensing magic itself, and everyone’s magic felt different like blends of spices and teas that made up who they were and what they could do. It was distinct and often mild, except for Lancaeriel. Lancaeriel’s magic was like the hottest spices mixed together and made into a fine dust. It caused Miyuki to feel like she was set on fire and would leave her coughing and her eyes watering. The young kitsune learned very quickly not to do meditation around or near Lanceriel lest she get a good breath in of Lancaeriel’s fiery magic. Fire elves had nothing on Lanceriel’s magic.

Still, when it was all said and done, Miyuki found something that she wanted to learn all about. It hasn’t yet occurred to the little kitsune that magic could be used for combat, but perhaps in time she would consider it.

Then again with Miyuki, one never knew.