SirenATX

Okami knew those eyes all too well. Those emerald green eyes that belonged to his dead miester.   But they were glassy now. Her skin was ghostly pale. Her blood red hair had faded to a strange pinkish red. Her black shirt was now white with a red spot from where she had been stabbed. Her knee-length vest had turned to a very faint violet color. Her denim shorts had been replaced by cloud blue jeans.   Oh, she was also hovering and glowing. Her bare feet remained about six inches above the floor. Her skin emitted a soft glow.   “Sukuri?”   “Hello Okami.” Her voice was kind but still held attitude the way it always had