Biography
Michi (道) is a Japanese name meaning "path."
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Gods, she was beautiful. Sensual. Intelligent. Her simple beauty drew the attention of many of both sexes. She could get whatever she wanted if she truly put her mind into it. And she knew that. Her intelligence guided her to make the correct choices. To lure other wolves in. And, oh good gods, she made everyone have a minor fluttering feeling when she touched them, even if it was just slightly. She was sensual. Every word, feather-light touch, everything, left Michi wanting more. So much more.
Yet, she was cruel. Sly. Deceptive. Michi had seen her in action before. The heartless killings she was able to commit with such ease. The torturing. Playing with her meal before devouring. And she was a sly little bitch. Able to come up with a lie in no time, making others think of her as something she was far from. Half of the time, Michi wasn't even sure if she was able to trust her.
That just gave her more reasons to love the other. To follow her to the ends of the worlds. Into other parallels.
But what was she to do if the other didn't look at her the same way? If she didn't love her the same? Cherish her? Protect her? Follow her?
Gods. That would certainly be sad. Heartbreaking. Terrifying. She dedicated her love and affection for only two wolves but there was only one did she only care about.
It was thrilling. Not knowing the truth. Not knowing if she really did like her back. Which is why she would keep following. Going into her traps. Her little facade. Even with the fact that she was two years younger and still manage to grasp her love. It didn't matter. For as long as she showed a replica of the affection, the devotion that Michi showed, it didn't matter.
Michi would follow Midari through death, the universe, and however many worlds the Gods would bless her with.
crappy rant background love story written on 01.21.20 at 2 a.m.
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