[center] [h2] [color=ed145b] Hinako Kirishima [/color] [/h2] [/center] 

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[color=ed145b] “L-Lily Fl-Flameheart,” [/color] Hinako echoed, tripping slightly on the foreign name. This would be the first time she left her region. She hardly knew much about the outside world, aside from stories she was told about a group of people called the “Dutch” that traded in the south of the country long ago. Perhaps it was not right to call Hinako “wise”, despite her not-so obvious age difference. As a goddess, knowledge that didn’t involve her followers was not needed. 

[color=ed145b] “Nice to meet you, Lily. Thank you for taking your time to help me out. I really do appreciate it,” [/color]  she said with a light bow, folding her hands upon herself. 

The second time she had said the name it had become a lot easier on her tongue. At the very least she was not tripping upon the pronunciation this time, which was an obvious improvement. Even if she didn’t have worldly knowledge, at the very least the former goddess was pretty decent at retaining knowledge. Though even if she was skilled at retaining knowledge, she still had a fear of modern technology; the accursed beast that ousted her following. 

[color=ed145b] “It isn’t that I cannot hide my tails or ears,” [/color]  Hinako said, trying to figure out a way to explain why it would be bothersome to do so. It was always strange to explain something you felt, but was not felt by others. 

With a simple motion, she hid her fox ears behind her hands, engulfing them with her grasp. And as quickly as she had done this, the ears that once dominated the landscape of her head had disappeared, nothing taking it’s place. 

[color=ed145b] “See?” [/color] 

And in a similar motion, Hinako had covered the area where her ears were once and in the same instant revealed her ears once again. Perhaps she could become a street performer if schooling didn’t work out for her? Then again, she did understand that humans tended to fear those unlike them. Even minute differences could cause tensions. That is why Demi were forced to hide; skulk the shadows of society, hiding their obvious differences for fear of being ostracized for their differences. 

[color=ed145b] “I have the ability to change my appearance to what I desire, though I tend not to like to use the ability to often. I don’t really have too much use for it, you know? But at the same time, I feel that my ears and my tails are a part of myself. Getting rid of them kinda feels like I’m losing an arm or a leg or something … I guess that isn't exactly it either. Sorry if that isn’t the best explanation, Lily, but I cannot say it is easy to explain this to others. Although it does get in the way of my clothing. Perhaps I could tailor my own attire to deal with that.” [/color]

It wasn’t as if Lily had a poor thought process. In fact, it did seem rather logical to the old Kitsune goddess. But unfortunately logical exercises are often trumped by the reality of things.   

However, the statement "worshiped like gods" did strike a chord with Hinako. She had been ousted from her position, a nomad without a true "name" to call her own, aside from the one she had decided upon herself. If anything, she was about the same sort of child that the Poison Dragon Lily was before her. Even if she had lived for ages, she had given up a lot of herself when she had lost her fellowship. After all, a god's existence is only as strong as those who believe in them. Miracles can only occur with the faithful. 

[color=ed145b] “Besides, I am proud of my tails. A kitsune’s power comes from her tails, didn’t you know? Enough about me though. I know very little about this "Poison Dragons" you speak of. Sorry if that is a troublesome question, but I am curious if you do not mind.” [/color]