Sacred Beast Chapter 1; Lucky Rabbit's Feet

Once the White Rabbit littered the spirits of her kin over the land, the petals would ignite suddenly and spontaneously combust into the forms of anthropomorphic adolescent and adult lapin-looking people. They looked around, at each other, finding that their spirits seemed to match their environment that they suddenly had awoken into. Only when the light of the consciousness that kept them all together sparked would they become coherent, understanding and enjoying their environment that was based specifically on their own existences; a habitat of sorts that reflected their lifestyles and existences as beings. Unlike the one on the other side of the Great Forest, where the trees had become Silver, this place seemed to feel a lot more comfortable and less frustrating to the creature, and thus, the same would reflect in all of the other Blazing Warhares that shared the same natural traits disregarding each of their personalities individually.


From the ambiguity of the atmosphere, they would begin to ignite the flower petals that had fallen with their energy, which would suddenly sprout another tree-like object, as if having rapidly and exponentially expanded due to reaction to the intensified heat. The plants here grew because of heat and flames, so because of the heat of the Warhares, the petals bloomed into many agricultural houses. Some were shaped like flowers, and others like log cabins of sorts. It was based not only on arrangement, but also the intent of the energy that belonged to each Warhare that matched what they wanted as well as their personality as individuals. Thus, their houses came customized based on how they reacted with their environments and what they liked. In the entire colony, they would suddenly thrive peacefully, doing their best to get to know each other so that they could learn to better work together as a group. Eventually, they would be able to make the entire Red Rose a civilization for their people, rather than just the small rabbit herd they were now.

Suddenly, the Red Trees of the forest would shift partially, as if the movements of something elsewhere had caused a subtle shifting in the atmosphere. With every motion made, something was effected, as if powerful, yet very subtle waves were constantly undulating throughout the forest. Every step seemed to echo throughout the forest, yet was translated from the sound of footsteps to a strange whispering voice, saying "Something... Coming..." but that voice was nothing more than a whisper.

(Bump -Ex.-)

There remained little activity for quite a while in this part of the forest. Fortunately for him, that meant he could explore the territory as he saw for as long as he needed to, since no other forces nor influences had noticed nor interacted with him. Remaining as but a shadowy blur between the trees and their new little houses, he had already unleashed one of his mechanical shadow hounds, a 'Desoto', from under his cloak to track down that rabbit. "Desoto. *snap* Fetch." Those were the only words that needed to be spoken before his 'Blackhound' Mechanica was sent off to hunt. The shadowy figure would do the same.

Mister Sir chuckled, already knowing how this forest functioned, somehow. "Fortunately for me, I have no feelings and leave no trace of a presence at any given time, dear girl..." he muttered in a suave, low and regal tone, stroking his goatee a few times and adjusting his black gloves casually as the green swallowed up his hound. "... Though, that isn't the case for my pup..." It would be taken to the 'Green' part of the forest whilst Mister Sir remained in the 'Red Rose' section to look for the Rabbit. If, by some chance, she were in the green zone, then he would already have an operative sniffing around about that area, as well, whilst he inspected this one. "Can't bypass me so easily, I'm sure you know..." he spake out to no one in particular, walking around casually through the red trees. "Come along quietly. I'd advise you not make this more difficult than it has to be..."

"Hmph..." he groaned dryly and lowly, turning his head in turn with the White Rabbit hopping into plain sight and then immediately off into another rabbit hole. "Typical..." he added, shaking his hooded head slowly. "No matter. It's about time I put some more pressing matters into motion..." He didn't have time to play games with one that would eventually fall into captivity, anyway. Just being able to observe her was enough for him. "We will begin mass production shortly..." he muttered to himself, fading into the darkness. "It was about time to shed some light on this little operation, anyway, now that it is fully operational..." Only the shadow of the shadow was left behind, an Anonymous Presence with the instruction to harvest data samples of the Blazing Warhares to begin their mechanization.

"I want a full report by the time I'm finished..." he moaned with the faintest hint of frustration. By that time, there only remained remnants of his already viscous form; that which would paint itself to the same shade as the shadows of the trees once again, becoming lost within the blending blackness.