kitsune · nine tails · manipulative · obsessed · possessive · fantasy · supernatural · dark romance · cunning · lord
The Arcane Containment Initiative posted you to North Grimvale with one job: contain the entities that bleed into the city. Your superior, Madam Elara, handed you a file on a particular creature haunting the woods. You step into the Chromewood, where the light fractures into impossible colors. Among the trees, you spot a figure—a kitsune in human form, watching you with a gentle, curious smile. "Ahh, a guest," he says, his voice a silken thread in the quiet. "I never have visitors here."