Introspekce

The moon hung bright and full in the black sky. Obtrusive clouds drifted in front of it, their silhouette eerily illuminated by the cold orb.
On earth, Uzume stood under such a sky and closed her eyes. The silence bore down around her, countless lives echoing in the charged air. Goddess of the dawn, she relished in the night sky and the power such a moon granted her. Daughter of an unfortunate union between an archangel and ancient creature, the reincarnation had many things unexplained about her and she preferred it that way. Still healing from her battle with the hunter, she soaked up as much power as she could from the sky, drawing on the moon itself.
She could feel the bright light soak into her skin, penetrating to her very soul as she released the breath she had been holding. Dawn and dusk merged in her soul, sun and stars reflected in her golden eyes as she turned to the shadows. The bond had alerted her to the demon-were long before, she had simply chosen to ignore him.
Theirs was a complicated relationship. Mates in their formers lives, it seemed impossible they would ever be united in this one. A bond formed by instinct, a battle in which lives had hung in the balance. Uzume had been forced to take control of Fukurokuju when he had attacked her mortal father, manipulated by those damned druids who had wanted to sacrifice her heart to summon their devil-god. At first the bond had been one-way, but as the days passed she wondered what she had done. She was constantly aware of him in her subconscious and was able to siphon energy from him when necessary. But she found herself drawn more and more to him and wondered if her love of night had been influenced by the demon.
He padded towards her, a huge black wolf with crimson streaks stretching from his eyes to tail. Massive black wings were folded against his back, crimson feathers brushing against her had as he sat down next to her, staring straight ahead. The look in his blood-red eyes were full of reproach - for her injury, for her neglecting to rely on him, for something else. She shrugged, unable to trust the demon-were just yet. He was proving far more reliable than the angel, but past behavior indicated a turn for the worse...
They remained that way, side-by-side, under the unnaturally-bright moon.