[They're just about two sides of one coin, because she's drawn to this place for relatively similar reasons, of course. Only, the familiarity for her is in puzzling out how to heal, or prevent these alleged possessions. The atmosphere isn't unknown to her, although it's not exactly identical to the cursed places she's mended before.
She been persistently hovering. Once her mind's made up, and all that. And she knows the scent and movements of the creature causing trouble, undeterred by it. In a place like this, she sticks out like a sore thumb, exuding light—at least to those who'd know what she truly is.
And to someone like her, he's much the same in this regard. Sore thumb. She almost doesn't realize what she's sensing or catching whiffs of at first, because it's been months since she's caught proper demonic hints. Dear Izumo, aside, this is... blatant. There's some chance he'll see her first, moving steadily through the area, a distracted focus, but he being what he is collides into her awareness, and she bristles—her double-take—and snaps her fangy mouth in his direction, entirety a vibration of caught off and biased, seething growls.
It would be a lie to say she isn't bordering on excitement, and this is given away in the single step she takes toward him, wolf staring down hare, Mother staring down demon, but just barely, she holds herself back from lunging. A rare and lucky break. Not unlike her being able to tell what he is, she ought to be no mystery to him, either. Ordinary folk see a simple white wolf, but the truth of her endlessly emits light, has those red streaks, carries the flame encircled reflector on her back.
In wolf's body language, she keeps her head high and ears pricked and tail vertical, arrogant, practically having morphed herself into a dare at him. Give her a reason. It's what she's best at.]
(hi, hello!! i hope this is all right, but if you'd like me to edit anything, please let me know! i'm glad to do it. also, please don't worry about her attacking him, or any godmoding, because i won't do anything you don't want without express permission. :') so, although, she's itching to tussle, we won't go there, unless you want it to for any reason. this is just her prejudice... whoops. she can't speak in the regular or human sense, but a few types of beings can understand her ~god language, including demons, so if you'd like for him to be able to communicate with her, feel free!)
monster hunting: option a (wildcard). eyes emoji!!!
She been persistently hovering. Once her mind's made up, and all that. And she knows the scent and movements of the creature causing trouble, undeterred by it. In a place like this, she sticks out like a sore thumb, exuding light—at least to those who'd know what she truly is.
And to someone like her, he's much the same in this regard. Sore thumb. She almost doesn't realize what she's sensing or catching whiffs of at first, because it's been months since she's caught proper demonic hints. Dear Izumo, aside, this is... blatant. There's some chance he'll see her first, moving steadily through the area, a distracted focus, but he being what he is collides into her awareness, and she bristles—her double-take—and snaps her fangy mouth in his direction, entirety a vibration of caught off and biased, seething growls.
It would be a lie to say she isn't bordering on excitement, and this is given away in the single step she takes toward him, wolf staring down hare, Mother staring down demon, but just barely, she holds herself back from lunging. A rare and lucky break. Not unlike her being able to tell what he is, she ought to be no mystery to him, either. Ordinary folk see a simple white wolf, but the truth of her endlessly emits light, has those red streaks, carries the flame encircled reflector on her back.
In wolf's body language, she keeps her head high and ears pricked and tail vertical, arrogant, practically having morphed herself into a dare at him. Give her a reason. It's what she's best at.]
(hi, hello!! i hope this is all right, but if you'd like me to edit anything, please let me know! i'm glad to do it. also, please don't worry about her attacking him, or any godmoding, because i won't do anything you don't want without express permission. :') so, although, she's itching to tussle, we won't go there, unless you want it to for any reason. this is just her prejudice... whoops. she can't speak in the regular or human sense, but a few types of beings can understand her ~god language, including demons, so if you'd like for him to be able to communicate with her, feel free!)