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 Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 7:46 am
 There was nothing more in life that a lithe, silvery kitsune wanted than to bask in the dying evening sun that exploded with fiery colours of oranges, golds, and the invading cool of dark blues. Of course, said kitsune could not see the colours, per-se, but instead felt them in his own sense. He had not opened his eyes but in one instance when he had first come into the world, the blurred face of his father standing as his only actual image memory. It was one he would never forget, though always admit that he wished he would. He had never actually seen his 'mother' other than the image the male's aura and voice gave off, forming the shape of a creature made of knives and ice, rather than Bada, who was made of the exact opposite of his chosen mate: Sunshine and the earth. Motonari would never admit that his father had the most desirable attributes, for his personality got severely in the way of ever coming close to being able to appreciate them.
'You look so much like Itztla,' he would say. But this offended Mori more than most everything in the world.
'I don't want to look like cold blades,' the blindfolded male would say to himself as a small kit. 'I would much rather look like the sun, like you, Bada.' To make up for it, he basked in the sun every day, hoping that the heat would melt some of the ice away from his image, but his unfortunate personality minced his dreams of glowing like the sun, and it left him bitter. Even more so when his baby brother was born, practically made of the solar flares themselves.
He settled for belittling Keiji to make himself feel just that much better.
But tonight, he was out by himself to be alone with the waning light, finding himself almost fearful every time it slipped further and further under the horizon, worried that the golden ball of light may never resurface again. It was only with the sun he shared his innermost secrets, and with no one else. He honestly envied the moon for it's constant attention from the sun. 'Maybe I can be the moon some day.' he thought to himself as the sun finally departed from the sky, leaving only fading streaks of orange and red.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 7:55 pm
 The kitsune known as Keiji never really worried much. There were too many things going on in the world for his attention to be focused solely on himself, and thus he had decided upon reaching adulthood to wander the lands and let passing whims be his guide. Whether or not he was simple minded was debatable, but really the bulky male was just searching for something or someone that would make him truly happy. He was aware that the same goal had been the downfall of his father, but none-the-less he hoped that his own venture might be successful. In the future that Keiji envisioned himself having he would live out a fulfilling life, and could grow old with memories to be fond of.
As he walked through the forest, the tiger-striped male paused briefly to watch the sun sink below the horizon; every time he saw it and truly studied the daily occurrence it reminded him of his brother Motonari. The male, no matter how bright and proud he appeared in the eyes of others, was drowning. To Keiji it was one of the most obvious things in the world but still he hadn't entirely figured out why his sibling was in such constant turmoil, and his thin tail rest low against the ground as he frowned in thought. Their mother... It had something to do with the god he was certain, but what exactly? They had never been close as a family but Motonari had accepted that, hadn't he..? "It couldn't be..." he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. His elder brother couldn't actually miss the fox that denied their very existence.
Not sure of what to think, he continued walking until he noticed a familiar looking fox curled up in the grass at the bottom of the hill he was standing on. It was the one he had just been thinking about, and Keiji positively grinned at the chance to catch up with his brother. "Motonari! It's so good to see you!" His previous thoughts momentarily forgotten just by seeing the face of a family member, the daydreamer bolted down the hill and skidded to a stop just short of crashing into his sibling.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 9:14 pm
And there it went. The warmth of the sun was gone, and the kitsune would have to wait the whole night for it to reappear... But that was what sleeping was for, right? Settling down into the grass, the lithe fox let out a small sigh, his mind venturing to places he'd rather it not. Unfortunately, that was a part of his evening ritual-- His mind was unbelievably cruel to him until he fell into a slumber, which would be in about an hour-- Or... Would have been, if it weren't for the feel of a blazing aura rocketing toward him like a shooting star. Hopping up immediately to his paws in alarm, the male grunted irritatedly when he recognized the colossal ball of fur as his brother, immediately making a snarky comment to his sibling, as if it were part of the dance of pleasantries between the two of them. Not so pleasant coming from Motonari's end.
"And yet another night of sleep will be ruined by your ruckus..." Though Motonari hadn't strayed too far from the place they were born, he figured he had wandered enough to get rid of his family-- Especially Keiji! Gods, he thought his brother was a wanderer. What the devil was he doing around these parts? "...Keiji. What are you doing here?" Finally able to calm himself down, he moved a few paces away from the other before he sat down again, eyes out toward where the sun had disappeared beneath the horizon. Hopefully, he could keep this short and sweet without too much irritation on his part. If he was lucky, maybe Keiji would get bored and leave him alone a lot sooner.
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2011 1:34 am
The larger of the two foxes gave a great laugh of happiness when his sibling roughly greeted him. Keiji was so used to it that the remark might as well have been an affectionate lick on the ear in his book. "Oh, it's okay Motonari. I can talk you to sleep if you'd like. I've seen so many new things lately-- I'll have to tell Dad everything after I tell all my stories to you!" He grinned with excitement before sitting down, his tail wagging behind him like a happy puppy's. The fact that his brother had asked anything about him at all was like a miracle in the tiger-striped kitsune's eyes. He couldn't help but naturally want to soak up as much time as he could with his brother and was eager for a chance to catch up. An opportunity had just presented itself and he was not about to let it pass by. Bada had told him to keep watch over Motonari and he had every intention of keeping his promise to the knight.
"I was just passing through, but then I found you. I was just thinking about you Motonari, and then you suddenly appeared, like magic!" Although he technically was a vagabond, Keiji had actually missed his family lately. They were just about never all together at once and the tension was so high between the members it almost caused him to lose sleep at night. He firmly believed that everything would be solved somehow, but whether or not it gave way to a happy ending wasn't for him to decide. "Oh! But enough about me. How've you been? Fanastic, right?" He highly doubted he would get a fully honest answer but he meant well by being enthusiastic, genuinely wanting to listen to the silver fox talk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:07 am
As the larger male spoke, Motonari found himself increasingly annoyed, wondering how on earth his brother could talk so bloody much. It seemed impossible to say so many things in such a short amount of time, but Keiji had accomplished it, and for some reason, the smaller silver kitsune was not surprised. No, he was never surprised when it came to immeasurable amounts of stupidity or annoying attributes on his sibling's part. So, it seemed that he would not be easily rid of the other male tonight, and he would lose more hours of sleep on top of the ones he was already guaranteed to lose due to nightmares. "Talk me to sleep? What a wonderful idea. Why don't we just bathe each other and chit-chat about girls we like, and cuddle while we're at it?" He hissed, his voice dripping with absolute poisonous sarcasm. Did Keiji really think that they were that close? Sure, Motonari had watched over the younger kitsune for their whole childhood, but that certainly didn't mean anything in the blindfolded fox's book. Turning his back to the other as he layed down, he curled his luxuriously fluffy tail around his body, resting his maw on the tip, scoffing when he addressed the question of how he had been keeping himself.
If Keiji had been hoping for even a sliver of the truth, he would get nothing.
"I was doing absolutely wonderful, and then you came crashing in 'like magic', and now I'm going to have to deal with a squawking bird-fox for the whole night because he won't have the decency to shut his trap and let me sleep." If anyone had previously thought that there had been even a slight ounce of kindness in Motonari--though that would have been an idiotic thought to begin with--their hopes would have been crushed. Not since Itztla had publicly denied his kits' existences had he ever felt anything akin to the nature of kindness. Silence passed between the two for a moment, and begrudgingly, Motonari opened his mouth to speak again, though, this time, it was much softer, but much more loathsome.
"The last one... The hoshi no tama... Has it grown any?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 10:01 pm
Keiji really had no idea that he was such a nuisance to his brother. Motonari had called him troublesome for as long as he could remember, but he never actually saw himself as an annoyance at all. When he was spoken to with sarcasm, he could only expect it; after all, it was Motonari's defense against everything. He gave a little frown, not sure why they couldn't just get along? He personally would love to groom his older sibling's gorgeous fur, talk about cute girls he'd had his eyes on lately, and for once have someone to snuggle up to at night. "Motonari..." He began, trying yet again to persuade the other to open up if only just a little. "You don't really like being alone all the time, do you? There's no way you aren't even a tiny bit lonely... I'm your brother, so I just want to make sure you're okay if no one else does." He spoke honestly, taking a seat in the grass as he looked at the ball of silver fur before him.
Once their other sibling was brought up, the bulky male actually quieted down for a moment before speaking again. That little star ball was a touchy subject, and even he had a tough time talking about it. Even though he considered himself close to their father, Keiji only saw sadness in Bada's eyes whenever he looked at the crimson and green orb. He wasn't sure if it would ever grow, but he told himself to believe that someday he'd have a cute little brother or sister to take care of. "Not yet. Um... Dad's still looking after it, but he was thinking of giving it to someone else to care for. Things aren't so good with him and Mom anymore." Not that they ever had been. Itztla had never shown any affection to Bada as far as Keiji could tell, but he could see that the golden knight had grown weary of the chase and was beginning to give up on the family he'd tried so hard to mold together.
"You can't blame Dad though, okay? He's done his best, and this is all so hard..." He began to mumble, his paws shifting on the grass. Motonari had never gotten on well with Bada either, but the last thing he'd wanted was to make his brother's hatred grow stronger by answering that question.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 8:39 am
Motonari felt like he was going to explode into thousands of tiny fleshy bits and stain the earth with his undying hatred for everything that had a pulse. Everything that was made of ice. All of it would be burned. He wished the sun would just drop from the sky and kill them all, taking himself with it. It would be a fitting end to a sour soul that couldn't get over the fact that his mother had left him out to die-- It would have been generous to say that his mother didn't give a damn what he did... Motonari knew that he was an unwanted parasite every time he came within a mile radius of that other male, and an unwanted parasite he had grown up to be. Nothing would change. Nothing ever changes, he thought. As sure as the sun sets over the horizon, I will know nothing but hatred for all of my days. He nearly snapped when Keiji asked him if he was lonely.
"How dumb are you really?! You keep surprising me over and over again-- You fool!" Bristling from his curled up position on the ground, Motonari's eyes clamped shut to stop seeing the shapes in the darkness behind his blindfold, his heart pounding in his lonesome birdcage of a chest. "The only time I'm ever marginally happy is when I'm alone! I don't have to deal with anyone's stupidity, I don't have to hear mother constantly berate my tainted blood, Keiji. I don't have to watch Bada fall to pieces over that stupid tama-- We should've crushed that thing while he wasn't looking! That way he'd stop dying inside, and I don't have to feel so goddamn guilty for leaving a father who's too utterly lost and broken to be on his own! And you!" The fox was shaking with anger now, though he still refused to move from his curled position on the earth, despite his snarling voice.
"I'm always trying to stay away from you so I don't have to look at you and be constantly reminded of all my failures and everything I wanted to be-- But instead... Instead I'm like him... I'm like him, Keiji, and you remind me every time I look at you... I remind our father every time he looks at me, and I know it hurts him... I... can't stand it..."
It hadn't meant to be an emotional out-pour. But there it was, all lying out for his younger brother to see. All of that insecurity coated in a heaping of anger and betrayal. This kitsune was ruined beyond repair, and he could hardly do a thing but scream about it anymore. Inwardly, he hated himself for letting Keiji in on so many things, but a tiny part of his mind craved for his brother to just curl up behind him and lick his pelt, and show him that at least he still had something left to hold on to.
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