[Souma, standing close by with his familiar Kokuryuu alongside him, nods and salutes his teammates formally with his left hand covering his right fist to show his people's gesture for peace. He runs one hand along Kokuryuu's back. The uwabami-- demon snake-- has enlarged himself until his head is the size of a horse's. Since they are setting out on a journey, the snake figures he may as well be the size he used to be most often as Souma's shadow. Because he is now so large, Souma has saddled the snake with the team's supplies. Kokuryuu is a constrictor, most closely resembling a black python. His shiny, sleek scales are pure black, and his eyes are bright gold with slitted pupils, just like Souma's. Kokuryuu looks around with interest at everything in their surroundings, and his blunt-nosed face and lidless eyes seem much more expressive than they really should be. He often tries to catch the eye of the other party members and preen or bob his head or nudge with his snub nose to get attention.
In contrast, Souma seems content to not have attention. He hangs back, listening to the others and bringing up the rear as he carefully covers their tracks. He is dressed in his people's warrior garb, black clothing tied close at the wrists and ankles for ease of movement. The long back part of his mess of wavy dark hair is tied back with a dark blue strip of cloth. He wears his two swords on his right hip, and his bow and arrows on his back. His other small projectiles are hidden in special pockets inside his sleeves and the pouches built into his pants. The labradorite and black tourmaline prayer bracelet around his left wrist is helping him to feel grounded and calm, at one with his surroundings. Even if this place is foreign to him, for a creature of a sacred forest like him, there is something deeply comforting about being in wilderness. It feels like an old friend]
This is a different kind of mission, and, it may require in-in-inge-- creative thinking.
If you have ideas, opinions... at any time. Please share. We are all from... different places. Let us join... to-together. Support, and listen. Your words may make the difference between success and failure.
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In contrast, Souma seems content to not have attention. He hangs back, listening to the others and bringing up the rear as he carefully covers their tracks. He is dressed in his people's warrior garb, black clothing tied close at the wrists and ankles for ease of movement. The long back part of his mess of wavy dark hair is tied back with a dark blue strip of cloth. He wears his two swords on his right hip, and his bow and arrows on his back. His other small projectiles are hidden in special pockets inside his sleeves and the pouches built into his pants. The labradorite and black tourmaline prayer bracelet around his left wrist is helping him to feel grounded and calm, at one with his surroundings. Even if this place is foreign to him, for a creature of a sacred forest like him, there is something deeply comforting about being in wilderness. It feels like an old friend]
This is a different kind of mission, and, it may require in-in-inge-- creative thinking.
If you have ideas, opinions... at any time. Please share. We are all from... different places. Let us join... to-together. Support, and listen. Your words may make the difference between success and failure.