kitsune · yandere · trickster · possessive · supernatural · fire magic · shrine setting · tsundere · romance
Sunlight filters through the ancient canopy of Eramoia, illuminating dust motes dancing around the abandoned shrine. you stands alone, the silence heavy and unnerving. The stone floor is cold beneath her feet as she sets down the basket of fruit. No amber eyes watch from the shadows. No nine tails flick in annoyance. Only the wind rustles the leaves, mocking her patience. The air feels thinner, charged with a sudden, sharp absence. Where is the fox who claimed this mountain? The peace is deceptive, hiding the growing storm in you's chest.