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Yasuragiha: The Blades of Peace

And done.
Edit, was missing a thing.

Yasuragiha: The Blades of Peace

Annd done.

Woof

Name: Shiro, "Not-a-Fox" and "Stupid Dog" by some people who want to provoke him.

Race: Ookami (Spirit Wolf)

Age: 135

Gender: Male

Appearance: He wears his brand in a choker around his neck.

human-ish

Spirit Wolf

Skills:

Hunter - A wolf spirit is tasked to keep malicious spirits at bay and punish evildoers. It is also expected to get their own sustenance. As such, Shiro is versed in the art of stalking, attacking and devouring all sorts of preys, be it beast, human or spirit. With keen senses, tracking skills, patience and stamina, he can keep at it for days or even weeks.

Perceptive- Shiro has a knack for noticing little details or when something or someone doesn't quite fit. He can read emotions and gestures rather proficiently.

Great Tengu Karate - Having superior senses and keen fighting instincs, Shiro found difficult to acquire and much less develop formal fighting training if he stuck to the human fighting styles. The wolf spirit sought the help of great supernatural battlemasters in order to refine his primal flurry of claws, tackles and bites, and the Great Tengu's techniques suited his supernatural swiftness and toughness. He can no longer just claw, but use fists, kicks and spear-hands to great effect, being able to punch through stone and even dent metal. He can throw opponents way bigger than him over his head, and lift boulders several times heavier than himself. He's gotten so ridiculously fast and tough he can fight human sword fighters with his bare claws toe-to-toe, and even put pressure on warlike spirits like Tengus or Onis.
Still, he is far from a master of such an art, and as such he will lose against most elder, combat ready monsters, or really skilled and resourceful humans.

Unyielding Spirit - A wolf goes down fighting, no matter how grim or tough are the circumstances. Shiro will keep getting up no matter how many times he's knocked down.

Powers:
Ookami Physiology - As a wolf spirit, Shiro is tougher, faster and has keener senses than humans do. He has keen sight in the dark, as well as much greater hearing and smell, matching that of dogs and wolves. He's also tougher than a lot of animal spirits aswell. And he can howl.

Trailmaster - Shiro can balance and climb even the most impractible surfaces, although for rougher surfaces he isn't very subtle about it.

Spiritual Barrier - In the dual role of slayer and protector, Shiro can deploy a barrier that will make other spirits reluctant to enter the vicinity, and even make it harder to land magical attacks in the specified location as long as he keeps his concentration. The barrier also alerts himself of the point of intrusion.

Power Slash - By concentrating his chi, or spiritual energy, Shiro can turn his otherwise short ranged claw attack in a blue energy burst that travels through a distance, shredding everything in his path. A technique that still requires refinement, it's rather slow, awkward, and can only be used as a claw attack. Best used as finisher.

Shiro has probably talent for more spiritual skills and sorceries, but he hasn't tapped that yet.

Weapons/Equipment: Claws,bite and body - Shiro's entire body is as hard as a rock given the training he's been through. His claws match the sharpness and durability of steel, and his bite can even tear off armor and snap blades in two.

Bio: Shiro was born as the runt of the litter. Since from a young age, his environment drove in him the need and resolved to work steadfast and the importance of strength, for his very survival was at stake. Shiro grew detached and distant with the world as his strenght grew, and the problems he once found to even exist, lessened. But he never forgot what it meant to be helpless and weak.

He spent most of his youth in the woods, hunting malicious spirits and nourishment, and punishing the once and there evildoer that was unlucky to start trouble in his hunting grounds. He grew arrogant and conceited, and thought for a time his strenght protected him against everything. Until some fox spirits, whom he had a cordial relationship as fellow signs of fortune for a town until that point, tricked him into attacking some livestock with illusions.

He was nearly killed by a bunch of humans with pitchforks, and left for dead. An ignoble end for such a fair beast. But then someone took pity on him.

A Great Tengu, who lived in the mountain, and couldn't help but laugh at the poor bastard's luck. Knowing full well the downfalls of pride (as Tengu are very prideful), he gave him a lecture, before patching Shiro up and fleeing the place, his deed of the day done.

Shiro's eyes opened. He needed to learn more. He was just a little ignorant wolf in the wide world, and that grand, majestic spiritual being seemed a good source to learn more. So, he set out in a journey towards the mountain where that Great Tengu dwelt, determined to become his disciple. The journey wasn't easy. After being lost and duped a second time by foxes, a third time by a nekomata, and a fourth time by a tanuki who felt like it, he managed to reach and climb a high mountain where his would be master was.

The crow spirit was at first reluctant, but after showing his courage and determination (Shiro kept being kicked down the mountain only for him to crawl back up, much to the Tengu's annoyance) he accepted his plea of help, and the wolf spirit submitted himself to rigorous training.

After some time, the Tengu esteemed that Shiro needed to see the wide world to hone his skills even further (or was actually tired with the charade, who knows), so the strenghtened ookami climbed down the mountain. It was then when he was caught in a crossfire between fox spirits and the human organization known as Yasuratgiha.

Initially at odds with the humans, taking the side of the youkai (even if they were dastardly foxes) he fought tenaciously and managed to stall them for a time, until further peeking revealed the foxes had been the ones to start the mischief. Dragging them along to the humans, he apologized, and he was offered a chance to join the organization.

They had ballsy ideals, so he thought he would give it a shot. He would see different people and hone his skills. And so he became part of the family. He is mostly a no-nonsense individual, who appreciates discipline and courage, and despises tricksters (specially shapeshifters, and SPECIALLY SPECIALLY foxes. His wolf side also reacts to cats, funnily enough). He hasn't gotten a hang of human etiquette fully, so he can come sometimes as brusque and bloodthirsty, and of course, he has yet to understand the concept of covering his torso.

Yasuragiha: The Blades of Peace

Hey, nice rp. I'm thinking of using some sort of wolf/dog spirit... for a little comedic tension with the resident Fox/Cat spirits.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

<Snipped quote by A Cute Angel>

Fight fight fight fight

@Cleopatra

I bet on the red loli. Wait... There is two of them!

Full Metal Alchemist: Blood And Machines

Well, there's dean bustin' skulls in Central, and Infichi was tailing a serial killer.

I just found hilarious to make it so the serial's character newest victim was my character and thus making it a FAIL on the serial killer part.

Full Metal Alchemist: Blood And Machines

She trembled, her tied self wriggling to struggle out of her bonds. It was unbearable. The stench of death, the strewn bones all around. The rusted knife, the ugly breath of the broken, monstrous shell of a man. She let out a little yelp, as the guy waved the knife in front of her. But it seemed as if it couldn't escape.

"Now, my dear, why don't we take it nice and gently..." The serial killer, the scum of Amestris grinned, as he worked his way with the knife, ripping the clothes of the woman, delicatedly. He was awarded a vision of brown, while frantic red eyes darted in every direction. "A rare bird, you are, Ishvalan girl. Still, I would have more palatable targets than you... scarred as you are in the waist. But I cannot be that much of a picky eater." The madmen said with a singsong voice. "It's hard to get prey these days for old me... with the nosy State Alchemists and the Military always lurking about..."

And the woman stopped trembling, her gaze becoming cloudy and unfocused. "So, giving up, my dear? Good, good." Her sight rolled upwards, a signal of her being fed up with everything. Life was full of calamities, after all.

And then, she clapped.

"Huh?" The serial killer looked curious at the binds of her hands. Crackling, the binds were disolving. Alchemy! He thought to himself, as his eyes went wide, and quickly reacting, he tried to plunge a knife into the woman's chest, to prevent whatever she was doing. However, he soon lost equilibrium, as a powerful leg sweep from the woman made him tumble sideways. How she can move like that being bound!? The ex-military cursed as he saw she clapping a second time, freeing her feet for the second time. Letting out a battle cry he grabbed the knife and once again lunged against her. Two feet stopped his chest, putting her neck out of his arm's reach, and propelled the demented man backwards as she sprung into a fighting stance.

"Who...are you..." The killer said. No answer was given, except that she clapped a third time, grabbing a bronze chandellier who somehow had survived the decay of the place, shifting into a crude mask. "No..." He blanched, recognizing the mask of the rumours of alleways.

"The hunter becomes the hunted." Wraith added, capitalizing the shock of the serial killer. "A worm like you needs to be crushed, no matter my enmity with the Amestrian. You killed countless people, and defiled an temple. And you must pay the price."

"Crazy Ishvalan bitch! Bring it on!" The military man spat, regaining his wits somehow and adquiring a fighting stance, before trying to circle his opponent. Wraith tilted her head, and picked an improvised weapon, a delicate femur of one of her victims. She looked at it thoughtfully. Bones made really poor weapons.

Bones do have a high content in Calcium though. And Oxygen aswell. Wraith took mental note of it, as she clapped her hands once more, and transmuted the inert bone of the victim. Poetic Justice as its finest! The old man, thinking she had dropped her guard, lunged once more.

Wraith swung once, the bone disintegrating into white dust as she did so. Colliding with the man's face. And then it begun to hiss, melt and burn. Quicklime began to eat half of the man's face as he howled in pain, and clutching his face he staggered back.

"AAAAAH! GOD!!" He said, his body beginning to shake with the unbearable pain of chemical burns. He tumbled once, and his instincts triggered, making him panic. He began to run away, towards the exit. "NO, GET AWAY FROM ME, PLEASE! HELP! MERCY!" He yelled, panicked.

"Was this was you wanted me to scream? Like all your other victims?" The Ishvalan avenger said in a somber voice as she took a brisk pace, following him. "Don't worry my dear... Things will be all over soon." she spat back at the assasin, as she transmuted once again. A large spear came forth bursting from the ground, impaling her target from the back to front, his chest exploding into a bloody shower.

It was then when Wraith noticed the person with the State Alchemist attire.

"Damn. I am cursed by Ishvala after all". She chastised herself, having become so fixated on making the assasin pay for his crimes that she had neglected her surroundings a bit.

Full Metal Alchemist: Blood And Machines

@InfichiYou'll forgive me if I killsteal that one :P ? I was stuck on how to introduce my character and i know now how.

Edit: And there it is.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

I'm waiting on @GrafRoy Zeppeli, but since it's been days since he's visited the site I may post sooner. It depends on if this starts to slow down considerably.

@Ariamis

Check his status. That might be the explanation.

Full Metal Alchemist: Blood And Machines

@GingerBoi123CET here. I know how ya feel.

Full Metal Alchemist: Blood And Machines

I'll be in ur baze, killin ur d00dz.

Or maybe hearing some kid's plight for help. Wraith is a sucker for kids. Despite being a dangerous criminal who has murdered at least one state alchemist and performed human transmutation.