[Gabe Puratekuta]

A woman walked along a dirt trail. She looked somewhat odd compared to most other travelers: She had very short red hair, orange skin, red eyes and small horns on her head. She was an Oni. But she was also different. She wasn't aiming to destroy anything--or anyone--but to find a place to belong. She spotted a merchant cart going the opposite direction and wasn't surprised to see it going a different direction.
She stopped and sat under one of the cherry blossom trees, looking up at the petals as they prepared to fall. She let out a little sigh and closed her eyes