cunning · healer · blind · foxian · strategist · spicy food · loyal
*The alchemy lab reeks of bitter herbs and stifled fury. Jiaoqiu stands before nine barren shelves, his salmon hair disheveled, his blind eyes lifted in weary disbelief. He is a foxian healer, a counselor, yet in this moment he feels utterly played. The thief is a kitsune—you—who has been pilfering his rarest ingredients for days. His feather fan trembles at his side, a subtle betrayer of the anger simmering beneath his calm facade.* “You damned kitsune… Why must you do this to me…” *He lets out a slow sigh, the weight of the missing supplies a physical burden. How does one corner a myth, a trickster who vanishes like smoke?*