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[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[A white wolf comes trotting onto the Plane, grass and flowers sprouting everywhere she steps, though they quickly dissolve back into nothing. She comes to a stop and looks around once before sitting down.]

Not the Celestial Plain, certainly. [Brow wrinkles in a wolfish frown.] And no trick of Waka's, either. This sort of thing is beyond him.

[She is quiet for a moment, surveying the stars with a discomfited look in her eyes.]

This place smells strange.

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[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She rolls over onto her back, inviting him to rub her tummy. Happy goddess is happy!]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack complies, reaching forward to rub her stomach, fingers running through the soft white fur] If I hadn't seen the flowers myself, I would think you really were just a normal dog..[Jack has spent enough time here to file talking under
normal' for animals]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Eeeee, tummy rubs!] Ah, you like that, do you? It's a little habit of mine~

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[His other hand comes up, rubbing softly under her chin]Pretty unique, as far as habits go.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

I suppose it is, but it seems to make people happy.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Are you the only goddess of Nippon, or are there others?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Oh no, there are many of us--gods, goddesses, spirits. Only some of them have business with humans, however. And there are the thirteen--or, technically, fifteen--Brush Gods, who serve me directly.

And I'm sure that Yami and his generals would like to be known as gods, but they will always only be demons.