The Beginning of A Possible End"Bring our best men forward, don't hold back!!" Someone shouted. That someone was the king of the Okamirus tribe, Xindera. He was a olive skinned man with pitch black, long, braided hair. One of his wolf like ears was half cut off and the other still remained, his tail long and covered in two, possibly three layers of ash black fur. His eyes were a pristine golden color and a crown sat atop his head. A blue cape waved within the crisp, warm, yet war torn air and was attached by platinum armor pieces with intricate designing to Xindera's broad shoulders. His armor only signaled further he was the royalty of the Okamirus tribe, as his plated platinum armor gleamed brightly as though he were the sun himself blinding anyone who dared to look at him.
A loud cry sounded out a "yes sir!" from the army behind him as more Okami people rushed forward with various swords, katanas, long swords, you name a type of sword and it was probably there. Each blade had the color of blue somewhere amongst it in various shades as well. The Okamirus forces were large and powerful easily, and quite intimidating at one glance due to the sheer numbers of them. It was as though a blanket of various colored Okami people had cascaded over the Vianguardian lands. Though several were already fighting amongst allies and foes, some falling and some remaining victorious to fight on, others wanting to give up and fall back.
"Shin." Xindera said simply and looked to his seventeen year old son. The Okami who was beside Xindera, as soon as he was addressed, looked back as his father to listen. Shin was a handsome young man with scarlet red hair, ears and tail to match. His skin was slightly tanned, not enough to be like his father but enough it matched well with the short spiked hair he had covering his head. His eyes were a pure green as though tree leaves had been cascaded into his eyes, and were somewhat cat like in their own way, pupil wise of course. Though for a prince, he wore rather simple clothing and compared to his father he looked like he was just a normal Okamirus tribe member. He wore a black tank top with red highlights in the symbolism of fire, ashy grey shorts that cascaded down to his knees in bags, and red sandals to top it all off. Though he wasn't wearing the Okamirus signature color of blue, it was instead on the blade hidden away in the sheath resting at his waist.
"Lead the Inurus ambush force and bring them into play. The Nagarus forces are being suspiciously quiet." Xindera commanded simply and Shin nodded, running off into the thickets of forest brush ahead. He was quick on his feet, skilled in speed like a wolf would be, aware of his surroundings as though hunter were in action chasing prey through its territory. Shin's ears were flat as he ran, allowing himself more focus on his surroundings and not allowing the wind to howl threateningly into his wolfen ears.
As he came to the place the Inurus ambush squad were supposed to be, they were gone. They had vanished without a trace, as though teleported to a new place, a new dimension even. But that was impossible, there had to be a trace of them somewhere, anywhere!! Shin looked around and searched the perimeter of the ambush zone, though nothing was to be found. 'Impossible,' Shin thought to himself. 'It's impossible they just left on us, the Inurus are too loyal to betray us!' His thoughts raced throughout his mind as though ants scattered around a dropped crumb of food. He quickly shook his head of the thoughts.
"They couldn't have just randomly disappeared, commander Kasai wouldn't allow it, there's no way!" Shin growled and ran off, tracking the scent of the commander of the Inurus tribe and his beloved pal. As he ran, his scarlet hair waving in the wind like a raging all pure red fire were to burn through a forest leaving nothing in its wake left, when suddenly a loud yet strange electronic explosion like sound came from his right. Shin quickly skidded to a stop and looked in the direction of the noise. Baffled by the sudden noise and his senses thrown out of whack by the sheer ear piercing noise like nails against a chalk board. Following that sound, came a flying Kitsunerus cub, and smacked into Shin quite hardly. Both landed with a loud grunt of pain, though Shin's a bit louder than the Kitsunerus cub's. Squinting his eyes open, Shin looked to the cub who had fallen on him. He was pretty small for whatever his age was, with short black hair, black fox ears, and a long bushy black fox's tail. His skin was a bright pale it was almost blinding to the eyes. He wore ragged clothes that were bigger than himself, as though the young cub was purposely trying to make himself look taller than he actually was. As the young Kitsunerus cub opened his bright chocolate brown eyes, he gazed into Shin's own green ones and gasped in surprise, quickly jumping off of Shin.
"I-I'm sorry," the cub stuttered rather pathetically and shivered, due to Shin's sheer height he was easily afraid of him. "I-I didn't mean to bump into you!" He whimpered afraid and his ears flattened nervously. Shin lifted himself from the ground into a sitting position. Now that the cub had gotten off of him, he could finally see him clearly. Shin shook his head and got up off the ground, easily towering over the young cub, him a six foot five inch tall Okamirus, the cub only a five foot one inch tall Kitsunerus. Instead of scolding him like the cub thought he would, Shin set a hand on the cub's head and tousled his hair, a bright smile forming on Shin's face. The cub flinched and hesitantly looked up to him with those bright brown eyes he had, shaking a bit but at the same time he seemed slightly calmer than before.
"Don't worry little guy, you're in the fight too after all. You should head home to your mom before you get hurt!" Shin said quite cheerfully. Even though war was going on and things were in chaos, Shin's bright childish smile could easily calm anyone, as it did when the young Kitsunerus had seen it.
"I-I don't have a momma anymore..." The cub stuttered and looked away. Shin's smile faded at what the cub had said. He then pondered on what to do, curious and lost in thought before a loud burst had sounded. He quickly shaded his eyes from a blinding bright light as did the cub, as though they were in sync of an exact being.
"Wh-what was that?!" The cub panicked and tried to go towards the light before Shin held his arm out, blocking the cub's path from going any further.
"You go find shelter and hide. Let me handle this."
"Do it!! Don't you dare waste your life in this war at a young age like this, live your life to its fullest, grow older and stronger, you've got a long life ahead of you now cherish it from each minute down to every millisecond!" Shin growled, but not out of hostility, frustration, or anger. Instead, it was of firmness, a father like quality he only shows to those whom he cares about younger than himself. The cub didn't flinch this time, understanding Shin's tone and nodded, running into the thickets of forest brush and disappeared within the leaves, quick like a fox. That left Shin on his own, and he ran to where the bright light had shown, ready for a battle that could possibly represent hell at its finest.