One youma had been fine. Amber could handle one puny youma, especially since it was a smaller, weaker one - about the size of a small dog. Of course it was full of teeth and spikes and hard skin, but Amber was confident she could take it. Of course, when was she not confident, so perhaps her confidence should be taken with a grain of salt. And so she'd attacked it. Which (perhaps surprisingly) had gone very, very well.
Up until the point it howled. The howl itself was irritating and loud, but not a problem. Amber retailated by hissing, back arched and fur fluffed, tail lashing. But before she could pounce and finish the now wounded youma off, the problem occured. The problem being the fact that the howl had summoned another youma.
A rather bigger youma. Similair to the first in that it resembled a hollow-bellied, toothy hound with glowing eyes and spikes scattered like it'd rolled around with a hedgehog, but bigger. Quite a bit bigger in fact. Rather than a small dog, this was more the size of a pony.
Still, Amber would have likely continued the fight if it hadn't been for the fact she could sense a more powerful aura approaching - likely some kind of negaverse agent. And negaverse agents were bad. With a angry hiss she turned tail - no wait sorry, she engaged a tactical retreat.
It still felt like running away and was the worst feeling though. One paw was tucked up, a large spine (courtesy of youma A) puncturing the fur and into the flesh beneath. Three-leggedly bounding, Amber hissed again as she realised the youma were following her.
And then a spot of hope. A voice - and a voice that sounded..well to be honest it sounded out of breath and ragged, but there was something more to it. Something...something...It was like something was calling her. She changed direction, bounding out of the alleyway and towards Hitch, still three legged and looking rather tattered.
Ambers eyes widened as she saw Hitch. That...well, frankly that was not what she was expecting! But all the same, she could sense the youma approaching. And she was sure - this was definitely an unawakened senshi, and the solution of all her problems. Of course, her surety was probably more a sign of desperation than any true knowledge. It was more a feeling.
So, slowing her pace momentarily from her hopping bound (though she did keep flicking looks back at the alleyway, waiting for the youma to pounce...) she approached Hitch and sat down in front of him. This was a moment of great majesty...her first awakening!
...She had absolutely no clue what to say.
"...."
Tilting her head, she frowned a little, before deciding on her words.
"Time to awaken, Senshi."
Concentrating, she pulled the henshin pen from subspace into her mouth and trotting up to Hitch, stood on her back legs and put her working paw on his upper leg, nudging him to take the henshin pen.
