dear_mun | Voicetesting this icy shut-in.

But have you ever thought of seeing other mountains?

...Not really. [Why would he? He's a hermit who's lived in the same place nigh on a century now.]

[ Don't mind the curious girl. She seems to have an affinity for bumping into gods and spirits. ]

What is it like, your mountain?

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[He might be surprised to know she can see him for what he is.]

Cold... and quiet. [And covered in snow 80% of the year.]

You don't get lonely with all the quiet?

[ Small hands reach to mimic the pattern of his antlers. ~~Because she might have been caught starting.~~ ]

You must have lots of friends up there, then.

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I like the loneliness. [He blinks at her, not sure what she's doing with her hands. Eventually he realizes that she's imitating his horns, and blinks again. So she can see them?]

There are some others there... but we don't talk much.

[ She claims a small step forward to study his horns, to study him, before seeming to suddenly remember -- ]

I'm Chihiro!

[ And leans forward with a bow, chestnut strands falling over her shoulder with the sudden movement, smiling when she rises.

From what she remembers, spirits don't take a lack of polite gestures lightly.

But then again, this spirit seems -- different, somehow? ]

What's your name?

[He watches her quietly, not quite sure what to make of the human child. The children of Wep'keer could see his true form, but they had always been a very spiritual people. Most other humans could not, and this girl certainly didn't look like one of the Oina.]

...Itegami. [Roughly translated; 'freezing god.']

Ite - gami?

[ Chihiro repeats the name softly to herself, as if testing it, or committing it to memory, before her smile warms. ] It fits you perfectly. No wonder you like the mountain so much! [ She hooks her hands behind her back, her eyes searching the mark on his forehead, and them his gaze as she shrugs her small shoulders. ]

But maybe this new place your mun takes you will have snow, too. And mountains. And new things.

[ Softer, as if admitting: ]

I didn't want to go anywhere at first, either.

I like the old things. [That was the nice thing about mountains, they didn't really change much.]

...I wish she'd just let me be.

Then maybe you can ask her to let you take something with you, from the mountain?

[ Okay.

Okay, she has been really good about this, but.

Small hands reach to gently touch his horns, because she may have matured through her experience, may have learned to be less stingy, but she is still ten. ]

That way, you can still have the old things.

...I'd have to take the whole mountain. [...Was that an attempt at wit? From the stick-in-the-mud of an ox?

It's a bit of an odd feeling to have his horns touched like that. Most humans couldn't even see them.]

[ It earns a chuckle from the child as she allows her fingers to follow the lines of his horns, silently comparing them to those of the dragon's. It takes a bit of balance to do so, her form supported by her tiptoes, but already she's thinking up ways to remedy the stubborn ox's situation. ]

Maybe not the whole thing, but a bit of snow? I want to see it someday, your mountain.

[ After a beat: ]

Have you ever had a snow ball fight?

[He has a brother who is a dragon, though their horns aren't alike at all.]

I'm happy there; I don't want to move away. [And deal with people. He likes his solitude, thank you very much.]

But... you could visit sometime. I wouldn't mind.

[And then, quieter,] Yes... I have. [Sometimes he did spend time with the children of the village, after all.]

[ She finally releases his horns, glancing down to her fingers curiously, before flashing him a smile. He seems different than most of the gods that she has bumped shoulders with in the bath house, but not in an unpleasant way. ]

My family had to move recently, too. I was really angry at first, but then Haku, Len, Zeniba-obaasan ...

And now that my mun brought me here, I've met you, too.

[ He is still a bit perplexing, the red inking, his dark eyes, but she has decided befriending him was the right choice. ]

I'd like to visit, though. Have you had hot cocoa before?

[ Do gods drink hot cocoa? ]

...Uuu.

[He's an oddity even among his own family. Instead of lingering on the southern islands in fairly close proximity to one another, he chooses to hide in the far northern land of Kamui (later to be known as Hokkaido), only making contact with the other members of his celestial family when absolutely necessary.]

...I'm glad... it was a good change for you.

[Gods usually drink ceremonial sake or other offerings. Cocoa is something completely foreign to him, since it hasn't been introduced in Nippon in the time period he's from, and won't be for almost two millennia.]

...Cocoa? [What is that?]

[ He may be considered an oddity, but despite that, he is interesting; he has caught Chihiro's attention, and now has a curious ten year old blinking, her eyes widening a little.

After all, everyone should experience cocoa. If she can't gift that to the river spirit that saved her life, that reminded her of her name when it had been stolen away and gave her the strength to push forward despite the countless tasks that waited before her, the least she can do is share it with this god.

Besides. He seems like he could do with some warmth. ]

It's -- really sweet, and warm, so it's good for after you've been out in the snow for a while. Okaasan doesn't like it because it's too rich for her, but I think it's perfect.

If we meet again, I'll make it for you. [ Without a beat of hesitation: ] I promise.

[As a god of ice, he can't actually handle high temperatures all that well, but Chihiro is so earnest that he can't help but humor her.]

Mmhmm. [He gives her a small smile.] ...I'd like that.

[ His smile begs one of her own as she thinks of all the things she would like to share: cocoa, rice balls, the shower of snowflakes that rest gently against the bowling blades of grass.

Even if they aren't his mountain. ]

I've visited Fuji-san before, when I was younger. It was really beautiful.

[He knows what a rice ball is, at least.]

Mm. I've seen it. It is beautiful. [It's not his mountain, but it's beautiful in its own right.]

[leave you alone? really?

Itegami, we hope you don't expect Ammy to listen to that. It's been a long while since she's seen you! Of course she's going to attempt affection, bouncing up to try and lick his face.]

Voicetesting this icy shut-in.

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why is he so adorable?

Because he is a kuudere.

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