A Meeting of Two Siblings

Lying stretched out high up on a tree limb, Dosan placed his big furry head down on his giant tiger paws, let out a huff of boredom, and waited impatiently. Supposedly his step-sister, Yuna, was also at the Academy, his step-mothers had made sure he knew this by sending him a flurry of emails with the latest family and harem gossip. Swatting a fly lazily with his tail, Dosan let out another huff-like sound and gazed intently across the large courtyard, taking in everybody and everything that moved, his head still on his paws.

He wondered quietly, somewhat worried, whether Yuna had gotten his message and if she did, whether she was ever going to come out of class. He also wondered if he'd recognize her now or not. It had been years since they last saw each other, and then, it had only been a quick hello and nice to see you before all his harem mothers herded him off so he was not in the way and bothering the guests.

@Ephemral

As Dosan lied there, he finally spied the young woman wearing a hat and jeans walking across the field toward the tree where he was lying. Perking up at this, curious, he lifted his head a little, tail moving back and forth, swinging faster, nervously... He was sure it had to be her, Yuna, his step-sister. And as she neared, he saw with relief, that she sort of did look familiar. Not familiar as in he'd know her on the street, but familiar in that her face rang a bell. Happy at this, he got to his feet - paws - and sat patently, waiting for her to arrive.

Glancing down at her curiously from up above, cocking his furry head, side to side as a cat might, who was checking out something with interest, he saw her greet him and then showed him her tattoo. Seeing the ancient and divine symbol, Dosan let out a loud purr... a smile of sorts, and then jumped down gracefully from the tree. Once on the ground, he automatically changed into his human form - a young man with wavy middle length hair wearing jeans, black sneakers, and a black t-shirt with a peace symbol on the back.

"Hello Yuna," he said in greeting as he took in his step-sister, "Long time, no see, sister..." he said as he unconsciously ran a hand through his hair, trying to comb his rather unruly hair into place.

"Oh, and Brahma and his wives send you greetings too." he said with a grin, remembering the flurry of emails reminding him to say hi, and of course, report back and tell them everything about her... "all 56 of them..." he laughed.

@Ephemral

"Yeah, 56 gossipy women, who constantly want to mother you, dress you, tell you how to behave, give you advice on everything - especially love, AND set you up with their sisters' daughters or fifth cousins..." he stated joking while rolling his eyes in pretend exasperation. "You are lucky to have escaped the fate of Brahma's offspring..." he laughed.

Dosan joked and acted like it was a hardship but he really did love his harem mothers. In fact, he was one of the few male children... he had heard rumours about jealous wives and disappearing, suddenly dying boy children in the past, and yet, he couldn't see that being true since almost all of the harem wives spoilt him rotten a lot of the time.

"Ay, it's true. I was at school in the mortal world." he said with a solemn nod, "But, I almost got caught a few times changing into my cat form, and of course, 1 gossipy woman told another "in secret"..." he said with air quotes, "and soon 40 something gossip-loving harem moms were telling Brahma about my little faux pax." he confessed sheepishly. "So, as a compromise... " he was going to say punishment, but SA wasn't really that. It was actually pretty nice. He rarely had ever had time to himself alone until now. "I was sent here to finish my degree."

"How about you, sister...?" Dosan asked curiously, wanting to hear her tell him about herself and not trust the rumours that had been floating around the harem walls. "Tell me about yourself." he asked, genuinely wanting to know. "You said, you did not know what you were? And how was that not possible, did they not tell you?" he asked questioningly as he took in her pretty features, trying to see if he saw any Brahma, Shiva or himself in her. It was strange having a sister you barely knew.

@Ephemral

Dosan listened quietly, putting his hands behind his back as they walked together, absorbing everything Yuna had to say. He had a few heard rumours of her boxing and that something had gone terribly wrong, but he had thought they might be an exaggeration of sorts. He just couldn't quite see her in a boxing ring. The idea was somewhat funny. Yuna didn't appear to be the type that would go around punching people.

"God powers..." he said, "They can be annoyingly unpredictable at times," he added with a sympathetic glance at Yuna. He had heard other stories over the years such as hers about his other siblings and their powers suddenly becoming stronger. "I'm sure you'll master them," he added confidently and with a smile.

"Do you still box?" he asked with interest, finding the whole idea somewhat fascinating. "I can't see you knocking people about," he admitted with a wide grin. "You look, I dunno, too nice..." he opted.

"Videos? " he murmured, remembering something, and then started laughing, guessing now where his step-mothers had gotten their information about Yuna. "You aren't.... are you?" here he mentioned the name she may have used online.

@Ephemral