Crimson's eyes trailed off to stare at the full moon as she sat  comfortably in the limbs of a tree. 'Funny...I remember when he had shown me his world...with his own moon. It....pity.' She thought to herself before corssing her arms over her chest slightly. The tides of the lake ribbled the reflected image of the full moon within the water creating a easy site to relax at...which was rare.

 For some reason The kitusne didn't really know...why she left him. Maybe it was the fear of loosing yet another mate. This was only half true anyways...almost as soon as she cut of contact with him he got himself another nice sex toy. She smiled to herself however, for thats all she was to him. The fox knew Zexion better then he possibly knew himself...so she didn't doubt that his darkened heart was silll souly hers.

  Aside from this, he was dead. Yes. Dead. That didn't bother he too much however...she could easily get him back. Where ever there was night...he would be there. He was darkness himself...Zexion.

Love is like a photograph....it developes in the dark.

Thought the past had still hurt Crimson, she managed to find love...or at least she hoped. Laying around the lake, bathing in the moon glittered water ,  the young kitsune managed to be stumbled upon. Zexion...happened to be his name. Who was he exactly?...and why was he was...comfortable around her? His eyes were soft and loving....but showed no heart behind them. However...by the end of the night...She fell back into that hopeless emotion called love....

 She showed him her true form.

Torumi Crimson. Kaitou Kitsune.

(( i drew this myself..you'll die  horrible death if you take it without permission.))

The young vixen (for her age anyways) Gently walked across the grass to sit under the willow tree. It was late out, most likely midnight. she was..alone. But that wasn't anything unfamliar. She had been alone for a few monthsnow..just her. " ...."   Crimson avoided contact...mostly with everyone one. She now..hated people.....hatred.   The vixen almost never allowed anyone to see her true form, nor tell anyone her reall name. It could be used to bind or harm a kitsune, so she took form as a girl who looked no older then 19 and went by the name of Jacy.