Mafia and Dragons (with anibus3)

[anibus3]

(I guess..)

Yukiteru gave a sigh as he glanced up to the sky, watching the autumn sky become cloudy. It seems the day was going to become stormy. The shrine priest was dressed in his white and red trimmed kimno and he held the broom in both hands before returning to his work. Sweeping the leaves off of the sidewalk as he returned his silver eyes to the ground. The day was a little chilly though with the coming storm, it was going to get a colder. His long white hair flowed in the wind as he stood there.

Still...to fly again...that would be wonderful. The head of the family here knew of what he was, only because he was the guardian of the family. Once that meant something...only to come when they were in dire need. But now...he was a weapon. A beast to be called upon at any moment to destroy a rival gang or to teach traiters a lesson. A sigh left him as he stared at the ground, a sad look on his pale human face.