You always had the B E S T of me (Breezy) Aug 25, 2011 16:52:29 GMT
Post by Ami Kaori Hachiro on Aug 25, 2011 16:52:29 GMT
Ami Kaori Hachiro[/color][/font]
Anata no koe o, hitotsu hitotsu moidashite mireba...[/i][/right]
Moonlight spilled over the surface of the darkened ground. The scent of the fresh night air, as it smelled as if the clouds would soon drop rain. Lurking on the edges of the trees, Ami inhaled deeply. Having sought a comfort in her demon form, black hair spilled out over her shoulders. Ears slightly protruding more than in her human form. Ami's eyes light up as she emerged from the shadows, leaving one stray hand to remain on the trunk of a tree. Wind sweeping across the opening, throwing her hair violently in her face. Ami hadn't ever felt so vulnerable. It had been awhile since she'd been alone. Ami's voice came out in a short half-whimper uncharacteristic of her as she snapped her head back to her chest.
Shrugging her shoulders slightly as she recalled her stray hand. Bringing it into her chest as she walked further forward. Clenching her hands together, wandering finally into the clearing. Staring at her reflection in the windows of the shed, painted against the bright night sky. She didn't look like herself, of course she could change her hair to any colour she so wished. That would never take away the meaning of her natural colour though, the comfort of it. It had been true, her human body had been in a horrible accident. Memories of that had stayed with her, from when she didn't entirely know she was a demon. Ami could feel a small smile tug at her lips, freezing a small patch of earth around her, creating magnificent designs in it. Her chest ached though, for the familiar simplicity of being a child. Or perhaps she wanted someone to talk to. Of course that too was uncharacteristic of her. Ami glanced back the direction she'd come, half disappointed that no one had come out here. Though she couldn't shake the feeling, she wasn't entirely alone.