She arose late in the afternoon after a long evening-turned-morning of borderland tending, and the fur along her shoulders remained perpetually prickled. No matter her efforts, the feeling wouldn't shake, and she wiled away the hours into dusk chasing rabbits across the slopes to very little success.
Dark settled along with an unsurprising fog considering the high humidity. She napped intermittently in the thicket of trees she frequented until she continued to feel too restless, so rose to work it off on the boundaries of the pack.
Amekaze knew a full moon loomed. One of autumn's full moons -- the hunter's moon. She had wished to rally the pack beneath its glow, but the sensation curled in the pit of her stomach left her feeling oddly uninspired for that. A thirst for action instead kept her distracted, unless she was accomplishing something clear and tangible. At least the borders afford her some of that. Everything she did there only made them stronger..
It was then, somewhere deep in the heart of the night, that she realized the piece of the once-full moon darkening to black through a veil of fog. She noted this observation curiously with a pause. Afterward, she moved towards clearer ground closer to the borderlands as it soon turned subtly orange -- characteristic of the start of a lunar eclipse.
Old myths said that one's actions, both good or bad, were multiplied one-thousand fold during a lunar eclipse. Amekaze decided to try to focus, at least until the moon darkened to full red and she would spare some time for it when it came. She keened her eyes watchfully past the borders and lurked the foggy night until then.
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i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」