Sweat beaded down her face, the salty taste entering her mouth, resting on her tongue. The ears on her head expanded as her tail flicked around wildly. Her chest moved up and down trying frantically to inhale air to move her muscles. She darted her eyes around, looking for him. He was hiding in the shadows somewhere.
She leaned her body over, resting her palms on her knees as she arched her back, gulping in the crisp air around her.
“You are getting sloppy.” A voice said, the tone taunting her ears.
She quickly regained an upright position and stood still, using her core strength to freeze that moment in time.
The world stilled, the leaves upon the trees ceased to move and the animals stopped to see the altercation take place in front of them. She closed her eyes, sensing and feeling her surroundings, trying to pick up any movement that did not get influenced by her spell.
Her artic wolf instincts picked up a sound and her ears moved to the left. She threw her body to the floor, immediately raising her leg up, kicking the air.
“Ouch!” she heard and stood up just in time to see his body seize up, his hands clenching his stomach.
“Snow, you didn’t have to be so rough with me you know.”
The man regained his composure, his wolf features still pained. His sharp teeth clicked against each other as he howled in humility. Snow responded, “You are excelling in your stealth, Kiba. You are already so strong; it is nice to see you getting even better at another form of fighting. I had no need to show you any mercy because that would have been shameful of me to pull such an act.”
Kiba smiled and he scratched his head nervously, as her emotionless white eyes stared at him from under her silky, white pastel hair.
“Your beauty shines even when your face is so focused.” He admitted charmingly.
Snow smiled at his complement, raising her hand to wipe away the sweat still beading on her forehead.
“Oh, allow me,” Kiba uttered softly, “I’ll take care that.”
He walked closer to her and gently ran his hand across her forehead, removing the sweat from her skin. His eyes continued to hold hers as he lifted his fingers and rubbed them on his lips, licking her moisture off them. “Tasty.” He told her, wagging his tail to both sides slowly.
A pink blush formed upon her pale cheeks just as her ears picked out another voice.
“Kiba, leave her alone.”
The young male wolf turned to see his comrade, Meruko.
The man was a prince who was part Oni, part earth demon. The horns on the man’s head curled as trinkets hung from them regally.
Kiba watched as the man twirled a dagger in his fingers, as if challenging him.
Kiba simply snorted, “What if I don’t? Snow is not off limits you know.”
Meruko narrowed his eyes but Snow stepped in. “Stop it you two. Kiba was just being considerate, Meruko.” Snow said swiftly, trying to stop a fight that was about to occur.
Meruko flipped his white hair out of his eyes as he strapped his dagger back into place, underneath his clothes.
Snow turned away from the men now, lifting her head up and inhaling a strange scent into her nose. Her ears laid back on her head as she clenched her hands together in uneasiness.
“What is it?” Meruko asked.
Kiba raised his hand to silence his secret rival, “That smell…”
Meruko walked closer to them, sniffing the air but he did not have animal senses, so the effort was futile.
“What is it?” he asked again.
Snow began to walk but Kiba quickly moved his hand in front of her, “Meruko and I will go, you stay here, alright?”
Snow sniffed the air again and nodded as Kiba turned towards Meruko, “Let’s go, I’ll explain on the way.”
Meruko, now even more confused, just nodded as Kiba took off running. When he caught up, he asked, “What is wrong?”
Kiba continued to run, his agility training with Snow beginning to pay off. “The stench of blood has filled the vicinity around us. I fear that there is a mass murder happening right now. We have to hurry to see if we can help anyone and kill the person responsible.”
Meruko grew angry. Everyone in this world had their differences and violence always seemed to be the answer. He had tried countless times to put the people at peace but they just saw him as a demon prince and nothing else. Violence was one thing that caused Meruko’s blood to boil. He knew talking it out worked far better than killing but he had to get to the place of origin before he made any hasty accusations.
Kiba stopped abruptly, making Meruko have to divert his path in order to avoid running into his rival. He saw Kiba crouch down under a bush and Meruko quickly followed suit.
In front of them was a town and everyone outside was dead. Their blood filled the area, the grass was soaked crimson and the stench of the fresh kills began to enter Meruko’s nose. He scanned his eyes around the town, trying to see if anyone was still alive. He found one.
Kiba swiftly got up as he followed Meruko’s gaze to the wounded woman but Meruko wrenched
Kiba’s leg and pulled him down. Kiba growled but Meruko just shook his head and pointed,
Kiba followed his concerned stare to the right and saw a demon. The black shapeless body was curled around a dead body, rubbing its hands in the pooling blood of his victim. He was smearing it around like he was painting.
Kiba growled, exposing his fang-like teeth. He wanted to kill this demon, but these kinds of foes were not easily taken down. It took a group of at least three men to dispose of such a beast.
“You’re a demon, go see if you can talk sense into the beast.” Kiba whispered.
Meruko grabbed his dagger in his hand, rubbing the cold blade against his skin slowly.
“As much as I want to talk to him, he is a different demon than I am. We are not part of the same kin and anything I say or do would be in vain. The best we can do right now is….”
“Attack him!” Kiba interrupted loudly.
Meruko cringed as the wolf jumped out from cover and ran towards the beast. There was no way he could take on the blood thirsty Oran demon himself and Meruko knew the only alternative was to aid in the battle.
Kiba jumped and kicked the demon square in the face, sending him flying into a nearby house. He figured the now dead owners wouldn’t mind. Meruko grunted and jumped out from the cover of the bush, gripping his dagger firmly in his hand. It was the only weapon he had, and his ability to control plants would not aid him in this battle.
Kiba however, used his fire ability to his advantage. He summoned his fire spirit which exploded from his hands and swirled around the demon. The beast growled, shaking his hands around splashing the blood in all directions, into the faces of the dead and the living.
Meruko nodded and took aim, quickly throwing the dagger which went straight into the monsters eye. The beast bellowed in fury as it swung his hands rapidly breaking the spiraling fire raging around its body. He grabbed the dagger and yanked it out of his eye. With great intensity, he flung the blade backwards from whence it came, making Meruko cringe as it made contact with the flesh on his upper arm.
“Kiba!” he screamed as the dagger sunk deeper into his skin, his own blood beginning to seep out.
This cry caught the attention of the demon and he turned towards the new scent of blood. He growled again and ran at Kiba, slamming him into the same house the monster had been thrown into moments before.
Kiba cursed and tried to move but two of the dead bodies were on top of him, their eyes devoid of any life. He wrenched his legs but the departed figures seemed to be holding him down by the will of the brute.
Meruko tried to yank the knife out of his arm to use in his defense but it was not budging. A thick layer of black discharge was forming around it and he knew that a spell was being cast by the demon.
He cursed and slammed his arms into the ground calling to the nearby trees to have their vines slither down the trunks and attack the monster but he just ripped them apart easily. The beast was coming closer and he knew he was done for as he was completely unable to move. The demons blood thirsty eyes narrowed towards him, its sharp teeth and talons ready to tear his delicate flesh apart.
That was when he felt a strong breeze from his side and saw Snow run in front of him, protecting him. She raised her arms and her white eyes turned pale blue. Suddenly, a large body of water spiraled into the air and crashed its mighty force into the beast, enraging him more.
Snow then turned around swiftly and water released from the strands in her tail, forcing a wall of liquid to fence them from the beast. Snow hurriedly crouched down and rested her hand on his wound, her eyes glimmering and shining brightly. The eyes of the skulls in her hair glowed, as well. The light beamed from their empty eyes, flowing down her arm and into Meruko’s wound, making him release a painful yelp.
Snow hushed him, “Please, it will help you. My spell won’t hold much longer!”
Meruko looked at her, his face growing pink and he turned his eyes away from her. “Thank you for coming.” He said sweetly.
Snow calmed him, “It’ll be only a few more seconds and then we can take down the beast.”
The demon’s loud roars burned her sensitive ears. She wished Kiba was okay as well, but she had not spotted him yet and she needed to focus on healing Meruko.