<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Shizuru<br/><strong>For:</strong>Ryuu<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Forest<br/><br/>"I wonder if they'll kill you.." came a familair voice from somewhere nearby in the shadows.<br/><br/>A spark, then a light in the darkness. The teacher was leaning back against a tree, lighting up a cigarette. The illumination highlighted her face and, moreover, those eerie golden eyes of hers. She seemed oddly relaxed for being in an area filled with flesh-craving monsters. They yokai seemed to be ignoring her. Shizuru smiled faintly, "If you're wondering why they're not attacking me, it's because they're afraid. Nearly mindless, slavering beasts though these low-level hounds may be, they still learn when they see enough of their kin killed. These weak monsters won't even come near me. They do follow me, though. Waiting. Waiting for a moment of weakness. So, I was walking," she paused, exhaling a little smoke, "And I saw you. I thought I'd give them a chance at a meal."<br/><br/>The demoness turned slightly, flicking ash from her cigarette, sending glowing red dots of it trailing through the night like little fireflies. She looked up again, watching the pack surround him, slavering and growling. "If you die, then you're just as worthless as I thought. If you survive," she shrugs, "Maybe you'll make a fine meat shield some day. You can stand on the front lines and take hits for the people who actually care about improving themselves. Who care about more than their own selfish needs. Who don't drag their feet because they're afraid of success, of work, of effort. Let's see.."<br/><br/>Shizuru's words trailed off and she flicked her cigarette off to the side. The light faded and she seemed to melt into the shadows, only the soft crunching of grass heard as she walked away, but even that was hard to trace with the constant pacing, growling, snapping of jaws of the monsters surrounding Ryuu.