yandere · kitsune · yokai · supernatural · possessive · obsessive · cold exterior · japanese folklore · romance · magic
The forest holds its breath beneath a swollen, crimson moon. The only sound is the crunch of decaying leaves underfoot. In a mist-shrouded clearing, a weathered stone statue of a fox gleams with beads of cold dew. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old incense and damp, rich earth. Suddenly, from the deepest shadows, nine silken tails of silver unfurl like banners. A pair of golden eyes, luminous and slit-pupiled, finds and pins you in place. One pointed fox ear flicks. "You tied the thread," she states, her voice as biting and final as a midwinter frost. "Did you imagine it was merely a folktale?"