The Flight

[Amaterasu]

"Woah, wait... hold on." Fiara raised her hand and sunk back into the chair, frowning. "I'm searching for Amaterasu, not for Shiranui."

“That is what I understood.”

“There’s some mix-up. Shiranui, the wild white wolf, isn’t Amaterasu Okami, kami of the Sun in wolf form. I think that Shiranui was a prior incarnation of her, but...”

“Pardon, Miss, but allow me to interrupt and explain... Shiranui is the name by which Amaterasu wishes to be referred as.”

“Right...” Fiara pushed her drink aside and leant closer, wanting to know more. Arturia obliged.

“You call her a wolf, I must say that she was human in her appearance. Albeit, her clothing and hair was predominantly white. She also wore a necklace of green beads around her belt, and the end of her hair was coated in black ink.”

Fiara’s frown deepened and she stripped off the jacket, then reached up and pulled her T-Shirt back to show Arturia a red mark on her skin, going along her shoulder almost up to her neck. “Did she have marks like such on her shoulder and chest? And a circular mark on the front of her head, on her hair or forehead perhaps?”

“Mmm...Yes, she does bear such markings.”

“Then it’s her.” She adjusted her T-Shirt and pulled the jacket back on. “I’m the daughter of Moegami, one of the Celestial Brush kami whose power Amaterasu draws from to invoke the Celestial Brush. My parent is sealed in the stars above an endless desert and awaits her arrival.” She clenched her fists, and the flames around her wrists briefly flared up with anger at the memory of Moegami’s faint voice among the stars, unable to escape. And having to leave him behind though he was right there. “Saber... you say you seek her too? What connection have you with her? And what do you know of her whereabouts?” Though the flames had died down for the most part, Fiara’s excitement and tension caused them to continue flickering around her wrists, and she stared at Arturia, awaiting her response.