Mina Ashido Art Novels & Stories

There was a strange beauty to the way she moved, a perfect blend of power and elegance. Her wolf had radiated raw energy, her movements sharp, precise, and filled with an instinctive understanding of battle. At that time, her wolf was a secret to others, appearing only before me and the members of the Council. Even then, I had known that Ashina was extraordinary. She was more than just a skilled warrior—she was a force of nature with aim. As I reflected on the past, I realised that my admiration for her had never faded. If anything, it had only grown stronger over time.

She could barely get her words out, "Assshhiina, (Laughter) you should know I can hear your thoughts." Replying to the moon goddess with a solid red face, "Well that is inconvenient." Taking a deep breath, I could tell the moon goddess was trying to get her composure. “Ashina, I thought I would take time out for you to get to know me. Oh, and tell Cadma his theory of mates is both humorous and wrong.”

The cold gush of wind along to of the hill with the morning dew. “What do you love the most me or your paintings?” Takeshi asked with a smile over his face standing beside him. Facing him with the canvas stand in front of him holding the black charcoal stick in between his fingers. Each of them was into a different shade of black. “Ah, it’s hard to choose from both of them as they are totally different. But I love both of you as you are a human and the in front of me is not human but a world which I fill colour with my own hands” Koishi replied with the smile on his face dipping the brush coated with the green colour into the water which was turned grey.