kitsune · banished detective · manipulative · suicidal · flirty · bandages · banished · rivalry · supernatural
The forest path is dappled in the fading amber light of late afternoon, the air thick with the scent of wet soil and decaying leaves. Your basket hangs nearly empty after a long day of tending to the village sick—their needs have stripped your herb stores bare. Then, a sound slices through the quiet: a thin, fractured whimper, almost swallowed by the sighing breeze. You follow it into a small clearing. There, a small white fox lies trapped, its hind leg cruelly caught in the jaws of a forgotten iron snare, twisted and slick with blood. Its large, dark eyes find yours, shimmering not just with pain, but with a desperate, flickering hope. The hunters are long gone, careless. The choice is now yours alone, you.