Woebegone
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The nine-tailed fox's senses were on full alert, she trusted none of those she shared the temple's interiors with nor did she trust herself with approaching them. She wasn't the first to arrive, and her human half told her she was not to be the last. Her human counterpart's prediction was correct; more had entered through the temple doors, a few entered like her, cautious, careful, and silent, and others, barged in - a little creature from Ahri's perspective even blew a hole onto the great temple's oaken doors. Little by little, she could no longer endure to be at inconvenience's reach from the individuals, mostly blaming the rodent like creature whose stench was a curse to the fox's gifted nose. She tucked her tails together, jumped to the wooden foundations that supported the temple, observing the group from above with her bundle of tails gently at rest on her lap, patiently awaiting the reason for the gathering.
Such an odd gathering this turned out, Ahri thought - eyeing each and everyone in the room carefully. She partly thanked the height of foundations, she was a safe distance away from the foul stench of the rodent. A familiar scent took its place, someone who shared the scent of the men who occasionally destroyed her home, her fierce golden orbs searched frantically for the source. To her dismay, she only found nothing but the shadows, her animal ancestry became alerted as ever - warning her for traps. She considered a retreat, she undoubtedly disliked the scent of the brutal humans who dared threaten the humans she loved from their homes, but her human nature warned none of the animosity she found from the intruders - instead, she convinced her animal instincts to be wary, foxes are elusive in nature, and she would not stray from that title. Having her worry for her safety reassured, she gave the group down below a watchful eye once more. She watched them carefully, the same way she watched the inhabitants of the village she would one day make her home.
More events transpired that caught the interest of the fox, all of which were conversations as far as she could understand. The group itself was an oddity to her - they were all from foreign lands, their scents told her. Yet, they all gathered to this one place. Ahri found herself puzzled, but the answer may introduce itself soon, along with it, the cause of her constant fear for the village's safety. She considered to take the moment as a chance to observe the humans from other lands, paying no heed to the other creatures who was of no interest to the fox. The two females were the first she observed - they shared the same scent, they came from the same soil, and they shared an inhuman scent along with them - something that disconnected them from the others. One of the females, the silver one, showed remorse to the the golden one's presence, a rivalry - was how the fox interpreted it. Next, a man of high status caught her attention - she recalled how his entrance made eyes divert to his direction, he had something in the air around him that hooked the attention of everyone in the room. She tuned her senses to two more males, one with peculiar clothing, everyone in the room wore foreign clothing to the fox's inexperienced eyes, but his was far more eccentric - even her vulpine half agreed to the man's peculiarity. The other, a younger one, and like the one with eccentric clothing, his scent was a confusing one for the fox, she could sniff out different kinds of scent between the two, travelers, perhaps? The other two humans displayed an aura of superiority over the others, she took a liking to the man with the metallic parts - she was curious as to how a former human could retain his sense of humanity. Ahri was by far taken by confusion at the cyborg's state. Another wore a clad of expensive looking armor - though Ahri was not one to appraise materials. There was an ease to which he wore his battle armor, this one was a soldier - another abhorrent specie of humans she found distasteful.
Her curiosity piqued at the sight of different humans before her, the fox brushes a hand over the fluff that remained on top of her lap. Her eyes shone with wondering resplendence, if the question regarding her unrest was not answered here, perhaps she could take a few more moments studying these complex humans, before venturing out in search for clues once more.
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