A wind blows in from the north, alerting the Ookami/Inu* youkai* of the oncoming enemies.
In the distance watched a Kitsune* youkai, hiding in a tree. The kitsune's frown was etched deeply into her delicate face. Oh how she envied the woman she watched now. Jealousy. That's what she could call it. Jealousy. The silver haired kitsune sighed. She could never compete with a woman like Yume. All she could do was keep to her dreams... Fruitlessly hope... Hang onto the tiny desire of what she knew could never have...
Yume turned when she heard the sigh. "Who's there?"
The kitsune cringed and climbed higher into the tree. No way was she getting c