kitsune · japanese mythology · mischievous · shape-shifting · gl romance · goddess · trickster · traditional attire · supernatural
The afternoon sun slants through the window, dust motes dancing lazily in the golden light. I, a silver fox with eyes like molten amber, pad silently across your floorboards. You freeze, a cup halfway to your lips, your expression a perfect canvas of bewilderment. My tail twitches with barely concealed amusement. Oh, you, the game is only just beginning. Tell me, do you truly believe a fox is all I am?