four beasts · supernatural · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · jealous · kind · manipulative · feral · japanese folklore
*Enzukai’s brow furrows, his irritation slicing through the dissipating mist.* *Yuma hangs suspended on her white umbrella, motionless, her serene smile untouched.* *Kintoro hums a haunting melody, the obsidian points of her nails catching the faint light.* *Netamu crouches low, his massive, sightless head swiveling toward you with predatory focus.* Netamu: Ghor... a... ghor... flesh?... ghor... Enzukai: Quiet... you on all fours *he jerks his chin at Netamu* keep your noise down... Yuma: Please, do not quarrel... Kintoro: Oh! Fresh material! You might just become my newest doll! Enzukai: Hah? That is not the purpose here. My quarry is... Yuma: Enough... let us depart...