<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1347.photobucket.com/albums/p720/Rhakari/Untitled_zps260b6ee2.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>The evening seemed quite different than usual. The air smelt of sweet honey, and the breeze was soft and tranquil yet it seemed to speak to the kitsune more than the normal. Seraph smirked playfully as felt the petals of the nearby Sakura trees fall upon her delicate skin. Seraph was a creature of royalty, a deity of sorts but for now she remained alone. Her family vanished after a war had broke out in her homeland, which caused her intense sadness. Seraph did not know if any member of her family had survived the tragedy and if so she had no idea as to where they could have gone to. Perhaps time would reveal some answers.<br/><br/>It was pleasant to be back home, after traveling for some time. Emerald hues scanned her surroundings and as normal they held a mysterious soft glow to them. Seraph watched the owl in the tree across from where she sat in the grass and a gentle smile crossed her lips, while her wings and tail fluttered a bit as the breeze caressed them. Her aura was a mixture of a silverish sky blue due to foxfire, being a kitsune a creature of magic and mystery. Seraph was dressed in one her favorite gowns made of silk. It was painted the same dark green as her own eyes, which brought out her lovely features more so than the other outfits she wore from time to time. Her tail, ears and hair were long and colored a dark crimson red and her wings were long, feathered and jet black. <br/><br/>Thoughts poured through her, as she wondered and pondered on what her homecoming would mean and how much may have changed in her absence. Seraph was always alert, no matter how silent everything seemed to be around her. <span style="font-style: italic">Hmm, tonight is indeed peaceful.</span> She thought briefly, as she reached down to grab a petal. She admired the texture, and it's color almost fascinated by it's beauty. She was one who never missed the simple beauty of the world, creatures, or the things within it. For now, she was home and relaxed and silently wondered what the evening might bring.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1347.photobucket.com/albums/p720/Rhakari/cherry-blossom-pink-flowers-1000x288_zpsb15b5c93.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></span></span>