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Yinko the kitsune's official backstory- seeing as recent events make it a necessity that this gets written ASAP. This is the individual background. This will be more than one part.
Yinko, and and Yango, belong to
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"It has been said, that at an estimate of every one thousand nine hundred and ninety three years, a pair of comets pass through the earths atmosphere and cause among the rarest of phenomenons. These comets, affectionately named Kitsune Kasai and Kitsune Aisu, sport a special legend to them. When Kasai and Aisu pass through our sky, they come from opposing sides. For but an instant, the tails of these two comets will intertwine. In that instant, there will be a flash of silver light, and a burst of energy which rings through the night sky like a glittering ripple of the heavens. At that moment, on that very night, someone somewhere, becomes mother to two very special beings. A golden fox demon of fire, and a silver fox demon of ice, meet their creation when Kasai and Aisu's tails intertwine. Perhaps that is why, the comets affectionate names translate into "Fox Fire", and "Fox Ice"..."

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A pained whimper passed the injured child's lips as she began to come too. Her blue eyes, unfocused from head trauma, landed upon the blurred scene of death and destruction. Feet away from her, engulfed in flames, were the forms of three cars. Fear clouded her already foggy mind the moment she laid eyes on the sight. Charred and black, the bodies of seven people burned within the flames. Four trapped inside the flaming vehicles, and the other three hanging partly out the front windows. The impact had launched them through the glass, it seemed. Tears welled in her eyes as the nearby flames licked at her skin, heating it unbearably but not burning it directly. No, she was just far enough away to avoid really getting burned from the fire. Her first impulse was to try and move- but doing so only triggered a pained shout. There was an unbearable pain in her back leg- the left one. Her shoulder on the same side hurt, as did her head.

Her head actually hurt all over. Had she been capable of seeing it, she'd of spotted three specific spots on her head which seemed to be bleeding. Forehead, and both sides. The blood seeped into her blonde hair, causing it to turn a wet brown color. Images flashed weakly behind her eyes. Images of being inside a rolling car, and then flying after feeling like something threw her. She couldn't remember it clearly, but the fact of the matter was that the car she had been in was hit twice. The first impact, made the car roll. All of the motions somehow jerked her seatbelt off, and then just as the car seemed to stop rolling a second car smashed hit. The second blow had enough force to send her flying the broken side window of the car. Now, the car she had been in, lay upsidedown with the other two damaged cars in a similar state beside it. Somehow, one of the cars had come to land partially on top of hers- but she couldn't think enough, or remember enough, to care.

Desperate to escape the searing heat of the flames, she put every ounce of her effort into pulling herself along the pavement. She scratched at the rough surface of the road with her nails, breaking a few of them and making her fingers bleed, but she didn't stop. Her limbs ached. The pain that jolted from her leg was nearly unbearable, and she could barely move her hurt shoulder- but she fought on. Tears streamed down her face and she sobbed violently- chocking on her own tears and the rancid fumes of the nearby flames. The smoke lined with the sickening smell of charred corpses. As she neared the edge of the pavement, a couple of cars came into view. The seemed to slow upon spotting the scene, until stopping completely. One by one, people stepped out of their vehicles to stare at the flames in dread. At first, her presence was unnoticed. The light of the flames bouncing off her skin and hair made her seem to be part of it.

That is, until a younger woman with black hair made the bold move to step closer to the scene. After only a few steps, her damaged frame which reflected the light of the inferno next to her, because just visible enough as human for the woman to realize that she was not part of the fire. Within seconds, the woman rushed to her side desperate to save the small girl from her misery. Her small, battered form was hoisted off of the ground and rushed over to the cars. Upon realizing that there was indeed a survivor, the other four people rushed towards the woman in a panic to see what could be done. Dazed, confused, and in a considerable amount of pain, she made no move to protest. The dark haired woman sat on the tail of a truck, and a man with brown hair helped to wrap her tightly in a thin sheet.

The police and the paramedics were called, and while they waited for help to arrive the people continued to care for her. Her bleeding head was gently dabbed with wet napkins. She was given small sips of water to help her recover from the dehydration that had set in from being so close to the flames for so long. The woman held her tightly, but was careful with her damaged leg. Her injured shoulder however, was not so lucky. The hold the woman had on her applied a constant, uncomfortable pressure to the injury, and despite wanting to beg her to stop, she was unable to form the words. The pain was so unbearable she couldn't speak. In the end, the paramedics took just over half an hour to appear, and the police showed up around fifteen minutes later. From there, things went as followed. The child was handed over to the paramedics, and rushed into the ambulance to get strapped in for transport.

The black haired woman, having been the one to notice and rescue her, was allowed to enter the ambulance as well for emotional support of the terrified girl. The others on scene stayed behind to be questioned by the authorities. While this was done, the small, wounded, and bleeding child was rushed to the hospital. The sirens of the ambulance screamed wildly to ensure all other vehicles would move aside to ensure the trip would be as quick as safely possible. Upon reaching the hospital, she was quickly ushered inside- as was the woman, who had at that time been appointed a temporary guardian until the situation was more stable. After that, everything that needed to be done, was done. The child's injuries were treated. Minor surgery was performed on her leg to reset the bone properly, and a skull fracture had to be stapled closed to ensure no further damage came to her head.

X-rays of the head showed that she suffered slight swelling of the brain from the trauma, but there was no fatal damage. Sadly, it seemed the part of the brain that was in charge of long term memory suffered some injury. She would most likely suffer from amnesia, and if that was the case then there was no telling how long it would take her memory to return. Anywhere from days, to months, to years- and then there was the chance that it would never come back. There was a chance that all memories of her life up until that point, would be lost forever. All they could do was wait, and hope that the amnesia wore off in time. Still, there was more to be done. If there was a means of finding any relative, it had to be done. As it seemed, her parents had been killed in the crash. If, for whatever reason, no one could be found, then she would be sent to an orphanage. Either way, her life would never be the same. The family she had lost, could never be, recovered...

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Yinko the kitsune's official backstory- seeing as recent events make it a necessity that this gets written ASAP. This is the individual background. This will be more than one part.
Yinko, and and Yango, belong to
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"It has been said, that at an estimate of every one thousand nine hundred and ninety three years, a pair of comets pass through the earths atmosphere and cause among the rarest of phenomenons. These comets, affectionately named Kitsune Kasai and Kitsune Aisu, sport a special legend to them. When Kasai and Aisu pass through our sky, they come from opposing sides. For but an instant, the tails of these two comets will intertwine. In that instant, there will be a flash of silver light, and a burst of energy which rings through the night sky like a glittering ripple of the heavens. At that moment, on that very night, someone somewhere, becomes mother to two very special beings. A golden fox demon of fire, and a silver fox demon of ice, meet their creation when Kasai and Aisu's tails intertwine. Perhaps that is why, the comets affectionate names translate into "Fox Fire", and "Fox Ice"..."

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A pained whimper passed the injured child's lips as she began to come too. Her blue eyes, unfocused from head trauma, landed upon the blurred scene of death and destruction. Feet away from her, engulfed in flames, were the forms of three cars. Fear clouded her already foggy mind the moment she laid eyes on the sight. Charred and black, the bodies of seven people burned within the flames. Four trapped inside the flaming vehicles, and the other three hanging partly out the front windows. The impact had launched them through the glass, it seemed. Tears welled in her eyes as the nearby flames licked at her skin, heating it unbearably but not burning it directly. No, she was just far enough away to avoid really getting burned from the fire. Her first impulse was to try and move- but doing so only triggered a pained shout. There was an unbearable pain in her back leg- the left one. Her shoulder on the same side hurt, as did her head.

Her head actually hurt all over. Had she been capable of seeing it, she'd of spotted three specific spots on her head which seemed to be bleeding. Forehead, and both sides. The blood seeped into her blonde hair, causing it to turn a wet brown color. Images flashed weakly behind her eyes. Images of being inside a rolling car, and then flying after feeling like something threw her. She couldn't remember it clearly, but the fact of the matter was that the car she had been in was hit twice. The first impact, made the car roll. All of the motions somehow jerked her seatbelt off, and then just as the car seemed to stop rolling a second car smashed hit. The second blow had enough force to send her flying the broken side window of the car. Now, the car she had been in, lay upsidedown with the other two damaged cars in a similar state beside it. Somehow, one of the cars had come to land partially on top of hers- but she couldn't think enough, or remember enough, to care.

Desperate to escape the searing heat of the flames, she put every ounce of her effort into pulling herself along the pavement. She scratched at the rough surface of the road with her nails, breaking a few of them and making her fingers bleed, but she didn't stop. Her limbs ached. The pain that jolted from her leg was nearly unbearable, and she could barely move her hurt shoulder- but she fought on. Tears streamed down her face and she sobbed violently- chocking on her own tears and the rancid fumes of the nearby flames. The smoke lined with the sickening smell of charred corpses. As she neared the edge of the pavement, a couple of cars came into view. The seemed to slow upon spotting the scene, until stopping completely. One by one, people stepped out of their vehicles to stare at the flames in dread. At first, her presence was unnoticed. The light of the flames bouncing off her skin and hair made her seem to be part of it.

That is, until a younger woman with black hair made the bold move to step closer to the scene. After only a few steps, her damaged frame which reflected the light of the inferno next to her, because just visible enough as human for the woman to realize that she was not part of the fire. Within seconds, the woman rushed to her side desperate to save the small girl from her misery. Her small, battered form was hoisted off of the ground and rushed over to the cars. Upon realizing that there was indeed a survivor, the other four people rushed towards the woman in a panic to see what could be done. Dazed, confused, and in a considerable amount of pain, she made no move to protest. The dark haired woman sat on the tail of a truck, and a man with brown hair helped to wrap her tightly in a thin sheet.

The police and the paramedics were called, and while they waited for help to arrive the people continued to care for her. Her bleeding head was gently dabbed with wet napkins. She was given small sips of water to help her recover from the dehydration that had set in from being so close to the flames for so long. The woman held her tightly, but was careful with her damaged leg. Her injured shoulder however, was not so lucky. The hold the woman had on her applied a constant, uncomfortable pressure to the injury, and despite wanting to beg her to stop, she was unable to form the words. The pain was so unbearable she couldn't speak. In the end, the paramedics took just over half an hour to appear, and the police showed up around fifteen minutes later. From there, things went as followed. The child was handed over to the paramedics, and rushed into the ambulance to get strapped in for transport.

The black haired woman, having been the one to notice and rescue her, was allowed to enter the ambulance as well for emotional support of the terrified girl. The others on scene stayed behind to be questioned by the authorities. While this was done, the small, wounded, and bleeding child was rushed to the hospital. The sirens of the ambulance screamed wildly to ensure all other vehicles would move aside to ensure the trip would be as quick as safely possible. Upon reaching the hospital, she was quickly ushered inside- as was the woman, who had at that time been appointed a temporary guardian until the situation was more stable. After that, everything that needed to be done, was done. The child's injuries were treated. Minor surgery was performed on her leg to reset the bone properly, and a skull fracture had to be stapled closed to ensure no further damage came to her head.

X-rays of the head showed that she suffered slight swelling of the brain from the trauma, but there was no fatal damage. Sadly, it seemed the part of the brain that was in charge of long term memory suffered some injury. She would most likely suffer from amnesia, and if that was the case then there was no telling how long it would take her memory to return. Anywhere from days, to months, to years- and then there was the chance that it would never come back. There was a chance that all memories of her life up until that point, would be lost forever. All they could do was wait, and hope that the amnesia wore off in time. Still, there was more to be done. If there was a means of finding any relative, it had to be done. As it seemed, her parents had been killed in the crash. If, for whatever reason, no one could be found, then she would be sent to an orphanage. Either way, her life would never be the same. The family she had lost, could never be, recovered...