[ a m a t e r a s u ] (
divinebrush) wrote in
destinystrings2012-10-08 07:10 pm
a sunset
Who: Amaterasu; OPEN
Where: Libra
Summary: Amaterasu arrives and is shaken, but ready to face her surroundings
Warnings: None, should stay PG13. I'm starting with prose but will be using action for the rest of the log, choose whichever form you'd like.
There was no nature. This is what Amaterasu first keenly felt as she took a tentative step towards the large basin of flowing water in the center of the...village? Could this place be called such a thing? Its size called to mind Sei'an City but even the city was not like this. The houses-- they were too tall, too unnatural, too strange looking. The ground-- the beautiful earth and grass and dirt!-- were smothered and dead under a hard, dark substance that made her claws give harsh sounds as she walked on it, as if she were pawing against stone. Her senses could pick up the smell of kerosene that was used to light lamps, or something similar to it, except it was overwhelming and noxious and it lingered in the air-- oh, the air, so contaminated with strange substances! There was not a single bit of freshness to it, no sprites dancing on its breezes! Where was this place where she couldn't even enjoy the simple pleasure of breathing? What horrible niche in the Mother Earth was this? And in her despair, she threw back her head and let out a long, mournful howl to the heavens. At least that and the sun and moon were still intact.
It took a while to calm herself. This sudden disconnect with nature had shaken her very being, her very soul, and if she had not sensed that there were forests and mountains beyond the limits of this place, the shock might have been too great for her. Very slowly, like a timid pup waking up to the world, she took a look around.
There was nature, now that she was calm enough to sense it-- but it was not as vast and ever-present as it was in Nippon. And there were people. She could see them and sense them. And though they were dressed in different clothes than what she was used to seeing, this gave her the reassurance she needed to relax a little. The humans were a species that nature had learned to co-exist with, and one that she had learned to respect and care for even as they venerated her...surely, one of their elders could explain what had happened.
Which brought her to a puzzling thought, one that she sat up on her haunches to think on, tilting her muzzle this way and that as she mused on it. Such changes could not have been done in the middle of the night. Had she died and been reincarnated again? But that was silly-- impossible. She had been up in the Celestial Plain, safe from danger while her clever pup, her precious son, had been fighting the darkness below.
A white hot shock of terror went through her. Had something happened to Chibiterasu? Had the darkness overwhelmed him during the time she was unconscious, and brought on this world? What had happened?!
The wolf did not take long to sit up, lowering her head and flattening her ears against her skull, muscles all tense with worry. She would surely go to his rescue, as any mother should when her child was in danger (because she could not bear the thought of him being dead...). She would make things right again. And so, soon enough, despite being shell shocked upon the first five minutes of arriving, Amaterasu got up, shook out her fur, and let her nose dictate where she should go, trying to catch any scent of her son or anything else that smelled familiar. She would not cower away from whatever she encountered, and she would not let darkness creep into her heart. She would brave through the strange land, and find her way back.
Where: Libra
Summary: Amaterasu arrives and is shaken, but ready to face her surroundings
Warnings: None, should stay PG13. I'm starting with prose but will be using action for the rest of the log, choose whichever form you'd like.
There was no nature. This is what Amaterasu first keenly felt as she took a tentative step towards the large basin of flowing water in the center of the...village? Could this place be called such a thing? Its size called to mind Sei'an City but even the city was not like this. The houses-- they were too tall, too unnatural, too strange looking. The ground-- the beautiful earth and grass and dirt!-- were smothered and dead under a hard, dark substance that made her claws give harsh sounds as she walked on it, as if she were pawing against stone. Her senses could pick up the smell of kerosene that was used to light lamps, or something similar to it, except it was overwhelming and noxious and it lingered in the air-- oh, the air, so contaminated with strange substances! There was not a single bit of freshness to it, no sprites dancing on its breezes! Where was this place where she couldn't even enjoy the simple pleasure of breathing? What horrible niche in the Mother Earth was this? And in her despair, she threw back her head and let out a long, mournful howl to the heavens. At least that and the sun and moon were still intact.
It took a while to calm herself. This sudden disconnect with nature had shaken her very being, her very soul, and if she had not sensed that there were forests and mountains beyond the limits of this place, the shock might have been too great for her. Very slowly, like a timid pup waking up to the world, she took a look around.
There was nature, now that she was calm enough to sense it-- but it was not as vast and ever-present as it was in Nippon. And there were people. She could see them and sense them. And though they were dressed in different clothes than what she was used to seeing, this gave her the reassurance she needed to relax a little. The humans were a species that nature had learned to co-exist with, and one that she had learned to respect and care for even as they venerated her...surely, one of their elders could explain what had happened.
Which brought her to a puzzling thought, one that she sat up on her haunches to think on, tilting her muzzle this way and that as she mused on it. Such changes could not have been done in the middle of the night. Had she died and been reincarnated again? But that was silly-- impossible. She had been up in the Celestial Plain, safe from danger while her clever pup, her precious son, had been fighting the darkness below.
A white hot shock of terror went through her. Had something happened to Chibiterasu? Had the darkness overwhelmed him during the time she was unconscious, and brought on this world? What had happened?!
The wolf did not take long to sit up, lowering her head and flattening her ears against her skull, muscles all tense with worry. She would surely go to his rescue, as any mother should when her child was in danger (because she could not bear the thought of him being dead...). She would make things right again. And so, soon enough, despite being shell shocked upon the first five minutes of arriving, Amaterasu got up, shook out her fur, and let her nose dictate where she should go, trying to catch any scent of her son or anything else that smelled familiar. She would not cower away from whatever she encountered, and she would not let darkness creep into her heart. She would brave through the strange land, and find her way back.

Oh yes, this will be adorable :3
She approaches slowly, eyes shimmering with feeling in response to his emotion.]
Re: Oh yes, this will be adorable :3
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We are alone. [ He whispers, a mournful look on his face. ]
Where is your pack?
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And they did, at least in her mind, so she calmly shakes her head. Though the other brush gods are here with her, her child is not, and she wants him back so very badly.
Though she doesn't understand their connection and camaraderie, she senses it, and Ammy acknowledges it with another touch of her nose to his hand.]
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Do you have a name?
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天照
[It's translated by the communicator into Amaterasu as she steps back to watch his reaction.]
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That sounds like a Japanese name. Are you from this place or somewhere about then? Someone's wolf?
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This used to be Issun's job, but she supposes a little self-promotion is necessary, since he isn't here with her...]
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[ His gray eyes take on something like recognition in them. ]