Okuri walked the woods surrounding his fortress with a smile on his face. He had smelled unfamiliar scents wandering nearby, but he recognized the smokiness of the humans’ scent. The same enemies had come, and this time with greater numbers. But numbers didn’t make a difference: 3 men or 30, 300 or 3000, it would never matter to him. He would always be able to win, not just because he was faster, stronger, more cunning and more skilled, but also because he could always tip the scales in his favor. In this case, for instance, he had whipped up weather conditions that made it difficult for a human to see anything further than 10 meters from his own face. Not only could he easily see twice that far in these conditions, but he could use his senses of smell and hearing just as well as humans used their sight. They had obviously been planning an ambush…..but their plan would backfire.
“Okuri!”
The massive half demon turned his head to see his brothers catching up to him, and Inuko in hot pursuit. “Ah, Kiba, Akamaru, Miss Inuko Tadaka. So glad you joined me.”
Kiba and Akamaru came to an abrupt halt a few paces from their brother. Inuko shortly caught up, grabbed Kiba’s hand and shouted in his ear. “Kiba! What do you think you’re doing? Running off like-” She was cut short when Kiba spoke to his brother again, in a rather dark tone.
“Who are you killing this time?”
Okuri snickered. “Is it that obvious I’m going to kill someone?” Akamaru barked loudly. “Oh, so my scent changes when I’m feeling murderous? Well, that’s interesting.” He turned back to his intended targets.
“Who is it this time?” Okuri did not and Kiba felt slightly nervous. Judging by the scents, only 1,000 troops had come to attack the Lair. There was no chance in hell that a direct attack could’ve succeeded; they must’ve been planning an ambush, but now Okuri was going to reverse their tactics on them.
Inuko picked up the scents as well, but she came to a different conclusion. “There are children among them!” At this, Okuri didn’t even turn his head. He already knew, and he didn’t seem to care. This didn’t stop Inuko from trying to persuade him otherwise. “Please, NO! They’re just children! They’ve never done anything to you! They don’t understand-“
“That’s the problem.” Okuri said, turning his head sharply. “They don’t understand why I’m going to kill their parents. They’ll never understand. They’ll dedicate their entire lives to killing me in revenge.” He turned his head back to his foes and placed his fist into his palm to form the Wolf seal. “Except none of them, even with their combined powers, will ever be able to come even halfway to killing me. They’ll grow up to be nothing but a pain in my ass. The way I see it, I’m going to kill them eventually, so why not now before they can start to irritate me?” He inhaled deeply and spat the wind out from his mouth. Wolves formed in the wind, and ran forward with vicious intent.
The ambushers never stood a chance. The wind wolves, the kaze okami, tore them to shreds. No one was spared. Not the warriors, not the servers, not the children. All that was left was a bloody paste of flesh and broken bones. Okuri turned his head and said (almost gleefully) “Let’s face it; the only way you can’t be a widow maker in my business is to kill entire families.” He then proceeded to walk away, pulling a slab of jerked chicken from his pocket and gnawing it, without as much as looking back on what he had done. A bird, flying around in a circle until now, quickly broke its flight pattern and flew south.
