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 Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 12:59 pm
 A solitary figure walked through the jungle of Kyushu, effortlessly stepping over fallen logs and through the ferns and tall grass that almost completely covered the forest floor; his path was focused in his mind and nothing would deter him, not even Mother Nature and the small obstacles she called Life. The air was still pleasantly cool despite sunrise being a little more than an hour away, a faint breeze making its way through the trees. Isamu wasn't entirely sure why, but something had made him arise unnaturally early today. With nothing better to do, he'd decided to leave the side of his sleeping sister and go for a walk, his destination being a hill that he had visited several times before in order to watch the sunrise.
He had just about no concern at all for Ran. Internally he was debating whether or not he'd come back to a corpse or her still sleeping body; either way, he'd spit on both. The only reason he kept her around was because she looked good enough to get attention, and the more Kuniku she brought forward the more pawns Isamu would have to control. For him, everything in the world had been set out on one of two paths: to rise with the gain of power, or fall into the ashes of destruction. Kuniku themselves were no different despite being a divine race.
Finally reaching his destination, Isamu reached the top of the hill in just a few bounds. From there he could see over a large expanse of trees, and even from a distance he could identify the ocean in the background. From the moment he'd found it, Isamu had chosen this place not only because the height made him feel like a King, but also because it gave him a splendid view of everything that would eventually be under his control."Even the sun will be my own." He said to himself, tail swishing as he sat down to wait for the inevitable rising of the sun over the horizon. He enjoyed the silence for now. It wouldn't be much longer until the birds or some other incessantly noisy creature came along to disturb him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 8:38 pm
Something incessantly noisy did indeed come along to disturb him, although not intentionally. Little Kure had made her first trip to the island of Kyushu without knowing much about its terrain. She was blundering through the thick foliage and yelling quite loudly to express her disdain. The plants and rocks were supposed to sense her presence and then move out of her path. Needless to say, the plants and rocks in the area remained quite stationary, making Kure trip - and, consequently - yell quite a bit. Most of the things she shouted were incoherent and difficult to decipher, but occasionally one might pick up something vulgar.
"This goddamn trip was supposed to be easy! I was going to find a bunch of kuniku and show them how exceptionally awesome I am, and then they would become my minions and do all of my bidding and I would take over the world! But of course, instead I end up lost..."
Eventually, the small spitfire clambered out of the forest and stumbled upon a tall hill. With a huff, she trudged up the hill as quickly as she could and without paying particular attention to possible obstacles.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 10:02 pm
Isamu leaned forward in order to stretch, extending his tail behind him as he loosened his slightly stiff muscles. Everything seemed in place for him to relax... until he felt something trip over his tail and then collide with his side. The hell? In a split second he turned around to see what had dared to touch him without announcing its presence; to his surprise, he ended up looking down at Kure. Isamu allowed a slight frown to form on his face, only revealing part of how immensely annoyed he was by the girl's unexpected appearance. "Why don't you watch where you're going?" He asked, with a rather rude tone. Honestly, Isamu had no idea how you could possibly stumble into someone when they towered above you...
He took a few steps back in order to get a better look at the Kuniku that now stood in his way. His tail swished once behind him as he surveyed Kure up and down, from the spots on her cheeks to her gold paws, and back up to the tip of her striped tail... Huh. That was something. This girl was actually pretty attractive despite her small size, something he would normally associate with weakness. "Eyesore." The insult was out of his mouth before he could even blink. Oh well. Isamu certainly wasn't going to take that one back. Once words were spoken aloud they were swallowed up by the cosmos and could never be retrieved, but then again, it wasn't as if whether or not he upset a total stranger meant anything to him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 5:34 pm
Kure squealed as she crashed into something very large and very loud. And very rude. Her pretty little mouth twisted into a snarl as she glared up at the larger kuniku. "Why don't you watch where you're sitting? If you'd known any better, you wouldn't have seated yourself right in my way. Four-eyes," she added spitefully, spitting at the blue-furred male's white paws.
Hm... white paws? Now that she was done exchanging insults with him (for now), she was able to take a moment to get a good look at him. His fur was a beautiful shade of robin's-egg blue, and his pointed leg-markings clashed wonderfully with those rounder markings on his shoulders, and... Internally, Kure was shaking her head at herself. Why was she sizing him up? She wasn't... attracted to him, no, of course not. He was simply... a good breeding candidate. Yes, that was it. His large size and bright pelt and strong build were perfect for... making minions. Nothing more.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 9:48 am
"Tch." Isamu released a little noise of annoyance when Kure insulted his goggles. They were a replica of his mother's, and he was quite fond of them although they were fairly useless in climates without snow. He sat back down now that he was facing Kure, his gaze settling onto her face as he spoke again. "What exactly makes you think my existence is inferior to yours? ...No, rather, what is the purpose that makes you seem so important?" He glared down at her in an attempt to intimidate her, but his tone was quite serious.
She certainly had the prideful attitude Isamu was looking for in pack members now that he thought about it, but if she didn't really have any brains or potential for greatness then he would just shun the girl. "This whole island is going to be mine, and I would more than gladly kick an annoying little flea like you off of it."
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