Perhaps if he had not tried to hide his intentions from her she would have just given it to him. Just like that, straight, easy and simple. He had always been one to underestimate the generosity of the human heart, but after the horror of his past, he thought he deserved the right to doubt its existence.
He watched her
as she turned the pendant this way and that, the garnet eyes of the fox
sparkling in the harsh white lights of the small, neatly arranged room. She had
very obviously just landed in Japan recently, judging from the luggage bags
piled into a mini mountain in one corner of the room. Only one was opened and
its contents rummaged through, clothes, from what he could see. His head
throbbed slightly from where he had banged it on the edge of the low table that
sat undamaged in the middle of the room and almost instinctively he twisted and
tried to lick it, almost forgetting that he was still in human form. A soft
growl of frustration rumbled in his throat as he rubbed his hand to the sore
Her inspection done, she placed it on the table. “Here.” She smiled at
him. After he had just told her a story that would have sent most humans
running for help or a psychiatric hospital, here she was, sitting ever so
calmly and talking to him as if he was a normal human being. He wondered what she was.
A smile still
played on the corners of her lips as he felt the pull of his shape, the twisting
of the air around him began, he felt his form shucking away like a snake
discarding its skin. A slight feeling of panic settled in the pit of his
stomach even in the midst of the change. What if she started screaming? What if
she raised hell here in the room? She was now larger than him and could just as
easily kill him if she chose…and he wasn’t so sure that he had any power left
to defend himself. He would never be able to get the pendant then.