The snowflakes lingered outside of her bedroom window. The guards were waiting outside of her room... no one would let her out after hearing that there was an intruder in the onsen. She couldn't go anywhere... and she really was shocked by how she acted with the fox woman. Love comes in many forms, but she had never expected herself to have a sudden... sweetly passionate and odd moment with someone she never knew... let alone a woman with nine fox tails.
Her heart swelled as she thought about what the two had done and quickly talked about in the short amount of time they knew each other. It was odd to think that it was possible... to sit alone with a stranger and have an actual conversation that was completely unplanned. Seijitsu had never really known what it was like to truly escape the bounds of order and consistency. Always knowing who to talk to, what to talk about... very little of her life was not planned for her, whether by herself or someone else like her mother or otherwise.
It was nice... to see a free spirit for once in her life and to be one. Looking around at the snow, it fluttered quietly, freely. Once a creature of formless nature, it still maintained it's own freedom, though now frozen. Snow knew it would once again become free... it simply let the air and atmosphere have it's way with it and it would welcome freedom after they were done. Snow was soft-spoken but a determined art of nature; simple, but beautiful.
It was as she saw a few foxes wandering on the outer realm of the palace that she looked out through the windows with curiosity. They were gathering around some food which happened to be thrown. Was it possible... that there were leftovers out in the open?
No, normally the guards and chefs would manage to make sure the site was clean and taken care of.
Maybe it was one of the foxes who managed to sneak in?
Could be, but rarely do they ever manage to get into the containers. It was always sealed shut and very tightly. One could only open the hatches through human hands.
Looking out the window, she could see the faint outline of a figure at the site outside of the kitchen. Was it her eyes playing tricks on her? No, it couldn't be possible... She knew the guards would take care of the perimeter with the best of their ability, no one could slip past them...
No, it couldn't be.
She opened the windows and leaned out a bit more into the night, snow falling atop her head as she delved deeper into the darkness, her pupils dilating to see more. It was a golden outline, fuzzy and out of focus, but was that tails on the back of the figure? The angle and the colors were far too distorted by distance and darkness for her to tell absolutely.
Looking into the darkness deeper, she ran out into the darkness of the balcony. The cold of the night fully embracing her as she walked along the icy slopes. Her hair crowned with white flecks of frost. Now provided with a better view, she saw the figure a bit more fully, but it was still out of focus. Leaning on the railing of the balcony, she clutched at the icy stone and looked into the night again. It was possible those were tails.
Seijitsu's heart beat with passion as she knew somewhere in her heart that that was Ran eating out of the garbage of the palace. It was too coincidental that she mentioned the royal sake and knew how to slip past her guards and managed to be surrounded by her fellow foxes...
Her heart leaped for whatever odd reason it did, and she called out hoarsely into the snow.
Seijitsu called out softly, her voice unaccustomed to shouting in any form after being softened through years of training.
"Raaan!" She called out softly, unsure as to why. Leaning over the railing once again, she felt her heart fall out of her chest as she felt herself lunging forward and almost feeling like flying toward the image of the fox woman, but it wasn't necessarily falling that was happening. It was a weirder feeling, things were going slow...
and then it hit her.
She had slipped off the railing by leaning too far forward. Clutching desperately at the railing, her hand clutched at the engraved stone of the balcony as she held on for dear life to the balcony.
"H-H...Help..." She screamed out as strongly as she could, her pleas to muffled and high-pitched to be heard by the average human being. Her fingers clutched desperately, if not feebly at the icy surface of the flooring. Her grip was loosening, her heart beat out of her chest.
It then happened, she fell from the balcony and her world began to collapse around her as her weight plummeted downward toward the solid surface of the courtyard.
She would die that second... her heart agonizingly broke in her chest as she screamed desperately, her throat ripping out a chord of help.