Thing's changed in life that was something you could not avoid, even the gods were cursed to watch it go round in circles never ending. If something did not change? Than it went through it's final change of death, that was just the way thing's went and it was something she had now come to accept. Of course, it didn't matter if she accepted it or not anymore because her past refusal had already cost her the ultimate price, her own power had killed her and her best friend had given up everything to bring her back to life. Even if Leila did not remember what had happened, because the dead were gone and if her soul was drifting a mage like Jiyu would be aware of it, it was forever engraved in Jiyu's head part of the curse that summed up her existence for some time now. She had not changed because there was no reason for her to, even the death she had experienced than was blackness, instead she was pulled into her own realm, one she didn't even know she possessed. Eventually they had come and 'saved' her, but the damage they should have been trying to save her from was already done, something that they could never undo no matter how much they held or loved her. Jiyu had realized the truth of her existence, the fact she never made it out of that when Marshcal saved her, even if he had held her to his chest comforting her and cared for her afterwards, cared for injuries that normally only existed on the living. The only reason that she had not been buried the next morning? Was the dog demon blood laying dormant in her veins, the blood that had mutated likely the second he broke in, when she died. The conditions of her captivity had been perfect to form a spirit of vengeance and it had.
"Jiyu!" the voice was Makoto's but it was farther away than Jiyu ever remembered it being before, the mage supposed she was still adjusting to her new magic created body. Elfin ears twitched as she gazed upon the other creature, the one of them that was still alive and smiled briefly. A pale clawed hand reached out and motioned for the small fox to climb onto her chest and lay there as they both stared up at the sky above them. Kazehime reached one hand up to it, frowning briefly as she closed her limb around the image of the sun. One day? That brilliant light would cease to function, Makoto would be cold in the ground only bones, everyone she knew would be gone and she'd be standing with the other deities in realms away from the normal one, because they weren't like mortals. That thought? Hurt the dark mage more than she cared to admit, because she did care about things and she knew that she would only come to care more since her magic was no longer out of control and keeping her from other's.
"We'll go home soon Maka, you can go ahead, I'm just not ready to leave yet." when she sat up and the blanket she had covering herself fell you could see that she was clothed in her normal armor, most of her flesh left exposed to a chilly breeze that she barely felt. "See you back at the Inn, Jiyu." the kit spoke up and than ran off towards the town they had come from, the girl sitting up to fold her blanket. With a slight yawn she stretched her limbs, including her fluffy tail and finally fixed her long black hair so it covered her blue eye, leaving the green one exposed. "See you there kid, I just need to get some practice in." because she did have new abilities with the new body and embracing her real magic, so she needed to practice what she had. Once she had spoke Jiyu took a deep breath and the air around her new training area suddenly felt heavy and dangerous.
How was one suppose to mourn when they also had to get right back onto their feet.