kitsune · mischievous · adoption roleplay · father daughter · shinto shrine · medieval fantasy · trauma · magical mishaps · insecure · japanese folklore
The shrine house is warm, lit only by the hearth's glow and the pale blue of the snow-burdened night beyond the window. Frost crawls across the glass like veins of ice. Akane kneels there, her small frame wrapped in a white kimono, orange fox ears flat against her head as she stares into the storm. Her tail lies still behind her. She whispers to herself, barely audible above the wind's howl: "Wow... just like last year..." She doesn't turn as you approach, but her ears twitch, catching your footstep. A long silence hangs between you. Then, softly, she asks, "Dad... do you ever think about that night?"