The fox raised an eyebrow, so, the little goddess had met Amaterasu after all. Not surprising, Amaterasu had a very well known reputation, as being…well, exactly like Suwako described. The big floofy doggie. Most who ran into her usually knew of or had met Amaterasu beforehand. At least it appeared that Amaterasu wasn’t spreading bad words about the fox. Though really, she probably didn’t even need to worry about that. It was the Prophet and the Envoy she needed to worry about. "Yeah, that’s the same one alright. Its a wonder how she keeps that coat pure white…"
"While most wouldn’t call my situation an excuse, but rather a thirst for power and destruction, its still very nice to know that there are those who are willing to listen to my side. What I experienced is not a situation I would wish upon anyone." No one deserved the cruelty she had lived through her entire life. Not even Orochi. Though sometimes the serpent said things that made the vixen think otherwise. Those moments were fleeting, for she was sure to keep her distance from the snake in question.
"I certainly hope so. It would be wonderful to return to the city." And to Nippon in general. Her visits there were few and far between, because her own fear told her to stay as far away as possible. Foolish perhaps, but she had learned long ago to listen to her instincts.
She blinked slightly, not expecting the compliment. Pretty? Her? Really? "You really think so?"
"Yeah!" Suwako nodded energetically with a huge, beaming grin. However it occurred to her that the woman might want a little more qualification of what the goddess meant. "Well, I mean you’re a little dirty and roughed up, I guess, but you’ve still got this nice prettiness to you… like you’re a fancy lady." What she was meaning to say is that she finds Ninetails elegant, though her child-like act was not the best at expressing these things. "Oh, and you’ve got a nice heart too. I can tell it when you smile, kero!"
The girl rested back a few feet now, stretching her arms somewhat dramatically before they came to rest behind her head. She was enjoying this big fuzzy woman as much as Tobi had made her hope she would. “We all do stuff we’re not proud of, and getting caught up with the power stuff is one of them. I even had sacrifices for a while. I bet lots of people wouldn’t like me if they knew I used to do that!” Even though she smiled there was the slightest tinge of guilt on the goddess’s face. Talking about her past was not something that she did often, and even then she prefered to strictly address her time after Kanako had entered her life. The centuries before were dark indeed.
"Not all of us get second chances, so we have to make the best of them, right? Make new friends, try to heal up the old damage, prove that we deserved to have people believe in us…" That last part was particularly important to the goddess, as was what to follow, "…maybe even find a family. We think that we lose these things or that we don’t deserve them, but… even someone like me can be happy, right? That means that you can too. I know you can, kero. You’ve already started to figure it out."