The moment Reishund barked, a random flash of light struck near the Kujaku. Lillian looked at her faithful icebound canine companion, shocked. Not nearly as much as the Kujaku who had barely dodged the main bolt of lightning that had descended upon it. It hadn't gotten away from that after shock, however, and the poor bird lay immobilized. Well, by Seiryu's blessing, it seemed that she wouldn't have to fight too hard for her first Kujaku.
Lillian crept in close to the bird, who was still heaving from its near death experience. She reached into her pack and produced a small black case and opened it. Within was a collection of well organized relics, each perfectly sized to fit in each slot of her chain web. She pulled out her two best relics and stowed the case back in her pack. It was then the Kujaku noticed her, not that Lillian and her entourage were being sneaky. Reishund trotted along happily behind her and Omu was particularly chatty. The Kujaku started to move, but Lillian was faster. The relic began to glow a dark violet color, but before it could start to capture the bird, the stone shattered. Lillian glared at her hand where the relic had been. She would make sure she didn't purchase relics from an inferior vendor again.
Still, there was the other one. Lillian held the relic out, it glowed purple, too. This time it was a lighter violet. The light enveloped the Kujaku and after a moment, the light faded and the purple avian had disappeared. Almost immediately after, Lillian called her new companion from its relic. It glowed the same violet color as before and the Kujaku appeared before her. A quick look over brought to Lillian's attention some singed feathers. She approached it slowly, knowing it didn't trust her yet.
“I won't hurt you. I want to heal your wounds.” She said in a low voice, reaching out her hand, which began to glow as she began to chant, activating her healing magic. The Kujaku seemed to relax a bit as it felt its injuries disappear. After a while, it was completely healed, but it still eyed Lillian suspiciously. It was to be expected. She would win its trust one way or another. The violet color glowed again as she recalled Kujaku to its relic and put it into place on her chain.
Thirty minutes passed as Lillian made her way to the shores of Toran. She could see the waves of the ocean through the tree line, but became distracted by a small meowing. She looked around, but couldn't pinpoint the source. She decided to give up for now and move on, but when Lillian turned around, a small purple feline sat before her. It took her a minute to realize the cat was an Ocalia. You didn't really see them with purple coats, and it was so dark, you could only see it when the light hit its fur. It was beautiful.
Lillian crouched down and held out her hand, palm down so it could sniff her. It looked somewhat young, but she couldn't tell without giving it a proper examination. The feline came right up to her and gave a brief sniff before pressing its head on her hand. A delighted smile crossed Lillian's face as she began to give her new and surprisingly friendly companion scratches under the chin. There was no way she was going to let such a cutie kitty stay out here.
“Want to come home with me?”
The Ocalia meowed its response, almost as if to say it did. Once again, Lillian removed the case of relics and removed one. It glowed burgundy, and the Ocalia joined her roster. Lillian was absolutely thrilled to pieces. Two Natrelmon in one day. This was fantastic. She stood and dusted off her dress then turned back towards the ocean.
Reishund pounced on the waves as they hit the sand. His excitement put Lillian at ease and she settled onto the sand, her legs crossed at the ankles before her. Omu settled herself in a nearby piece of driftwood and Ocalia lay purring in her lap. A gentle morning breeze caught Lillian's bangs. It felt nice to get away. The peace was short lived as Reishund bounded up to her and barked, wagging his tail. She looked up at her adorable canine companion and froze. Perched upon her friends head was a snake. It bobbed its head at like it was greeting someone it had known for years. What was going on? Where were these friendly Natrelmon coming from?
Lillian wasn't overly fond of serpents and slid her hand into her pack, popping open the case of relics inside. If Reishund wanted more friends, she would get over it. Besides, having a variety of Natrelmon would be very helpful if she decided to challenge the arenas. She pulled out a relic and pressed it to the snake's nose, causing a lavender glow to encase it before it vanished inside the stone. It wasn't until after it was gone that she realized it had a strange coloring. Weren't those usually white? How strange..
Perhaps it was just luck, running into those mutations. Yeah. Luck.
Then again, maybe she was imagining things. It was time to head back to town.
Toran was a beautiful place. Regardless of how Lillian felt about humans, she could respect their architecture. How different it became in different places. She was lost in her own thoughts, inspecting many of the buildings as she made her way to the center of the city. The only thing that brought her to her senses were the sounds of fighting. It got louder as she got closer to her destination. Curiosity got the best of her and she hastened her pace.
When Lillian broke through, she could see that two people had started a tussle. She had no idea why they were fighting. Probably some silly disagreement as humans are prone to. Still, it was interesting and gave her something to do for a while.