[center][color=6ecff6][h3]-"Sable"/Okori : Mayhem and Mischief-[/h3][/color]

[color=6ecff6]"What about an ancient civilization that predated the world, displaying sentient stonemen who created obsidian golems that differ from the ones recorded in this era?"[/color] Looks like their imagination was going to run wild as much as Okori giddily walked with a bounce to his step. They were like children walking into a pastry shop and getting the hugest slice of chocolate cake... he enjoyed something more preferable, like Manjū or some Monaka! Mmm...

...

While somewhat remorseful, Okori still had another home not too far from the kingdom of Themis, so there wasn't any need to be sad. Casting his eyes towards the forest, Okori began tracing where the trees started from the top down to the earthen below. The duo had taken a few expeditions here and there, never delving too deep into the forest. While they both exhibited some caution, they always kept to the shadows whenever the Kitsune sniffed, heard, or just sensed a few beasts. The murky blackness was fun to relax in since it was reminiscent of the sea, but there were more important items in attendance.

Now that he thought about it... they never really examined the forest further...

... which caused Okori to leap forth with a new idea.

[color=6ecff6]"Ooh, ooh, what if,"[/color] the excited Kitsune paused, adding to the suspense as he shook his finger in a discerning matter. Okori was smiling mischievously as his eyes glinted with a certain fiery aspect. Counting down the seconds, down, two by three by four, the mental stopwatch eventually came to a complete halt. [color=6ecff6]"What if we discover that lost civilization is truly in the depths of the forest! Maybe there might be a tale or two carved into the trees! Spriggans, sprites, who knows?"[/color] His grin was widening for a moment, before being swiftly replaced by a more devilish, catlike one.

[color=6ecff6]"Though, if I could be quite frank, I would prefer it to be somewhere regarding stone, as I know that you would go into a frenzy over the place, explaining every detail about the place!~"[/color] Okori chuckled as he looked forward at the imposing forest. Clinging onto his thoughts, the Kitsune decided to keep going on end, giving Amelia some praise. [color=6ecff6]"After all, that's what I love about you; it's something I could never get tired of!"[/color] Putting a finger to his lip, the foxy guy looked at the lady coyly, creeping up on her personal space once more and whispered something into her ear.

[color=6ecff6]"Plus we might be able to procure for you that golem you have been dreaming to get, eheh.~"[/color]

Backing away, the youkai gave the lady her space, but not before mumbling one more thing. [color=6ecff6]"I still think a golem that could shape-shift into a shadow frog would be beneficial."[/color] He grinned, rolling his eyes as they all made their way down the path. He progressively glanced around the area encompassing the edge of the forest, just in case there was anything worthwhile to note, like an outpost camped out near the border to the forest or some highwaymen attempting to plunder their wagon.

Gotta take note of a few plausible scenarios that [i]could[/i] transpire, though it would be unusual to be ambushed by some random bandits. Safeguarding lives that were walking into the maw of a dragon from mites, joy.

Okori's left ear twitched to the sound of the others talking; a voice that appeared rather ill-tempered shot out against one of the wanderers. Okori frowned as she condescendingly approached the topic of... touching her slave. Was it that lovely cat girl he noticed back there? He thought he heard so mewling a few moments ago, but didn't think much of it as he overheard the conversation. That smile he had on his faces was slowly transfiguring into a scowl, albeit sedately at the mention of the girl asking for a twisted sense of compassion. It irked him to no end, and at this point, he wanted to make a shadow hand appear out from the recesses of the wagon just to mess with this prattling girl.

Slightly tilting his head to the side, he eyed the inside of the wagon and all its glory circulating within the shadowy recesses. Focusing on a spot, Okori began conceiving a slim, dark hand that was hiding atop the interiors roof. His eyelids contracted, completely concentrating... before the arm limply swung from the top, almost ready to tear after a few minutes. His ears twitched to the sound of a suggestion made by the woman with the scholarly robes, eliciting a minor snigger from the Kitsune who was partially smiling.

The next part solidified the smile and amplified his giggle, turning it into a full course chuckle at the scenery. This was honestly too perfect, considering her abhorrent attitude and the scholarly ones fool-like activity. This was just glorious; he wanted to intervene and just interject right there; add more fuel to the flustered fire of the black and white gal. [color=6ecff6]"We sure have interesting companions, aye? Haven't even reached the forest and they are already quarreling; entertaining bunch, no,"[/color] he whispered softly, still laughing under his breath, forcing himself to stop laughing, as difficult as it was.

Noticing the brisk laughter emanating from the kit, resulting in his gaze softening somewhat as he continued his thorough analysis of the group. Locking on to the scholarly woman playing the jester, it seems she remained unfazed after the other girls comment over them all being blinded by her "repulsiveness." [color=6ecff6][i]"The more and more the blackened eyed girl speaks and stumbles, the more she kindles the fires about... even that woman capitalized on the chance to use her words to insult and flirt. Silver tongue."[/i][/color] Memorizing the name, the kitsune turned his attention back to Amelia, who he intended to deliver the new info to, just in case the other would wish to learn a thing or two from his friend.

[color=6ecff6]"Say, Ame-"[/color] a cold wind blew past, causing the Kitsune to unnoticeably shiver for a mere moment. Rotating his head completely back, his ears listened to the harshness of the sleepy looking girls voice. Noticing the apple in the kits hand, he saw as it was instantaneously snatched by that... "noble." Grimacing, his smile faded once more, an array of emotions tumbling up and down, over and through the mountains as she devoured it with her ravenous teeth all of those "blue bloods" had.

And then was the crowning point of the series of events.

Baring his teeth, he watched in anger over how the kitten was met with a resonating slap that he could easily hear from over there. The brats calm voice correspond with the titillating anger from within - the one that reminded him of those whiny manchildren who did not receive what they wanted and instead threw a tantrum. Balling his fists, Okori let out a deep sigh before looking at Amelia. [color=6ecff6]"Apologies, but I need to handle something that is irking me; I'll return to your side momentarily Amelia."[/color] Giving the younger woman a genuine smile, though it did harbor some tinges of being forced.

Pivoting around, Okori slowed down his movement as he trudged towards the cart, his tail wagging furiously, his ears perked straight up as he traversed, getting closer and closer... before spinning around and walking along side the caravan. He had a wide smile plastered on his face, and he seemed rather exciteable at the time, contrasting the child's manner. [color=6ecff6]"Heya, hiya there,"[/color] Okori exclaimed in a rather exuberantly noisy voice as he addressed the girl with a rather crude and icy demeanor.

[color=6ecff6]"You seem rather harsh, no? Can't handle a good jest? I mean, trying to lighten up the party isn't so horrible; I mean, if I could be frank, it seems you two got off on the wrong foot!~"[/color] A mischievous glint crossed his eyes with a devilish smile forming on his face. [color=6ecff6]"You both should kiss an make up!... So whadaya waiting for you two, get to kissing and put some make up on!"[/color] Okori pointed at her and Katherine, though glossing over the black and white brat immensely before putting a quizzical finger to his lip.

[color=6ecff6]"Or is that not how the saying functions,"[/color] he spoke, somewhat absentmindedly as the Kitsune eyed the girl who called herself the property of Eirwen. For a brief moment, one might notice him almost cringing for the way she spoke, almost as if he pitied the broken girl. [color=6ecff6]"Either way, aren't you being somewhat too harsh with your,"[/color] the Kitsune coughed for a moment for emphasis, [color=6ecff6]"disciplinary actions? Poor girl seems traumatized."[/color] The Kitsunes ears flattened somewhat, his smile being much more awkward than before.

Considering what he heard, talking to the tortured cat girl would prove to be difficult, especially with how controlling this Eirwen brat was... maybe he could somehow trick and persuade the girl with a simple illusion? After all, gold gleams to people who enjoy power, and in a human society he understood how corrupt and defunct it was. The more money you had, the more you could get things your way, especially if it was morally inhibited.

...

No, this girl would probably try to weasel her way through... maybe direct contact through using the shadows at night? After all, it would prove difficult for humans to notice anything sticking out, especially in the shadows. Maybe create a small ball of shadow yarn for her to play with? Some hands that might dissipate rather swiftly after they pet the cat? The possibilities were endless...

Though, that could serve to make her more closed and anxious like she already is.

Hum...

[color=6ecff6]"But really, why do you have such cruel tendencies? Wouldn't it be wiser to stay friendly to garner more allies versus creating more enemies?"[/color] Food for thought, he suppose... too bad it was lost to deaf ears most likely, considering that most humans never thought in the first place, unless it involved useless, material goods.[/center]