Bojovat

She could feel his presence before he appeared beside her, wings folded neatly on his back. He preferred his wolf form when they met - it made their relationship less strained. Betrayal had brought them closer, distrust fading into the shadows cast by the light of discovery. The moon hung overhead, as it did every night, the sky crystal clear. The Harvest Spirit had been returned the night before, a messy business, and even the humans could feel the peace in the air.
She was tired. Breaking the Triangle of Solomon on the pup had been difficult, even with Loki's knowledge and power, and two major nights in a row were beginning to wear her down. The only positive thing she had gotten out of it was her wing returned. The Harvest Spirit had given her all the magic her body needed to regrow, as a way to repay Uzume for finding her. She flexed it experimentally and smiled - her exhaustion would be worse if her wing was gone as well.
"You shouldn't have wasted your energy on that damn dog," Fukurokuju grumbled, sitting down next to her on the grass. Her brother had taken her to his realm in an effort to get her more rest, the demon-were only able to find her through their bond.
"I had to break that thing, it was disgusting," she replied. "And his energy was almost completely sealed away."
"It was his own fault. I'm surprised Loki let you do it," he continued sourly. "Much less help you."
Uzume shrugged. She had been surprised as well by how easily her brother had agreed to help. Perhaps it was a soft spot for wolves, or it could be her own soft spot for that particular youkai. Whatever it was, she was glad with the end result. It would take the wolf youkai some time to readjust to his full energy - and get his tail back - but she was already surprised by the amount of energy he had. It had multiplied tenfold in just a few hours.
"You don't get a say in any of this," Loki remarked, appearing behind them. A displeased look was in his silver-blue eyes as he crouched behind his sister, running a palm possessively over her returned wing. Fukurokuju made an effort to return the glare only for a moment before giving up.
"I'm surprised you let the pup anywhere near her," the demon-were argued. The trickster god was forced to agree, a grumble in the back of his throat.
"Would you two stop it?" Uzume demanded, her tone lacking any real anger. "I have enough problems to deal with right now, wouldn't you agree?"
They fell silent at her reminder. The angel had betrayed them, bound her companions with the help of whichever infernal demon she had sold herself to. They had allies, at least, but it was worrisome that the dragon seemed to be on the angel's side despite their best efforts. There were too many things, including another hunter, for them to worry about. Only that day she had been forced to astral project while driving in her mortal body to protect her human - Loki had taken over her body and kept it from being killed in a wreck of metal and fire. Petty arguments was not needed.
"Just rest for a few days. You need your strength because I'm not driving again anytime soon," Loki remarked, stroking her wings a few more times before rising. "I'm going to see Sevens."
She nodded absently, relaxing under the caresses while he disappeared. The demon-were remained next to her, unhappily allowing her to siphon his strength for her own use.
It was as peaceful as they were ever going to get.