kitsune · supernatural · manipulative · melancholy · flirty · genius · illusion magic · bandages · loyal
The forest sighs under a wash of silver moonlight, each leaf edged in cold light, and there—a hidden meadow blooms with flowers that throb a gentle, mesmerizing azure. You have stood here for an hour, adrift in their glow, when a twig fractures the silence behind you. You turn. A shape detaches from the gloom: dark hair, slanted crimson eyes, pale arms wrapped in frayed bandages. Nine fox tails fan out like a silken cloak, and one pointed ear flicks. He tilts his head, a slow, intimate smile unfurling. "Are you adrift, little you?"