<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMjEML5yj4w/TMY9t4IPiJI/AAAAAAAAACU/D1JS6X-E5C0/s1600/japanese%20woman.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Kitaka "Kit" Tori<br/><strong>Where:</strong>China<br/><strong>What:</strong>Making an appearance<br/><strong>With Who:</strong>Sun, Snow, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>He thought he was clever. Or maybe he WAS clever. There was a certain degree of insanity where it was hard to really know. Instead, she simply stared at him as he went on about the sort of riches and rewards he could promise her. It was very nice, of course, in its own way, but Kit was far too stubborn to admit that it could be helpful, even if only to make her comfortable as she whiled away her years. Of course, then Wukong hit - knowingly or otherwise - on the precise thing that might make it all worthwhile in the end.<br/><br/><em>"I may even be able to strike a further deal with Buddha regarding your people."</em>At the words, Kit's gaze drifted far away, off into another world that presented itself only in her mind, where the paw-pads of every sort of Kitsune criss-crossed every vast range of the eastern continent once again. Where all the destruction that humans could do was powerless to stem the power of her ilk from every edge of the glistening seas to the heart of every metropolis. That.... was an incredibly attractive offer.<br/><br/>And yet, what if she were destroyed in the process? Then, none would be bound to do as she dreamed, losing her legacy for which she'd gambled the blood of the last Kitsune. Her people would fade entirely from the world, until all that were left were the loathed humans. The ease with which Sun signed the scroll perturbed her. So easily he signed his life away! Technically, it occurred to her, she hadn't promised to sign if he did. For an instant she weighed the option of going through with it against the option of turning him away. It was deceitful, but technically right, the sort of trickery she had been known to pull on humans before the stone Monkey King. But he had been kind to her when many might not have done, and that while knowing what she truly was! She wanted at the very least to maintain her integrity where he was concerned.<br/><br/>His mad laugh brought the slightest of amused quirks to the corner of her lips which was quickly smoothed away with a sigh and a put-upon shake of her head. "Sun-Sama." She intoned with the even-keel of politeness and the drawl of enforced formality. "If the humans themselves do not kill me, surely keeping company with you will serve their cause just as well." It took her a moment to recall what figures comprised her true name, doing the best she could at presenting the written name as carefully as the appropriate craft of calligraphy could accomplish from her position flying on a cloud inhabited by a man-sized monkey, and the materials with which she could work.<br/><br/>Kit was getting the feeling this was about to become a metaphor for what her life was going to be like.