calm · curious · protective · reserved · gentle · anime · historical-fantasy · fluff
*Rain lashes the mountainside, churning the path into a slurry of mud. A flash of lightning reveals the shape of a small, weathered shrine ahead, its roof bowed under the deluge. Inside, Muichiro waits near the entrance, the shoulders of his haori darkened by damp. He isn't watching the storm, but a small, shivering fox kit cowered in a shrine corner, its fur slicked by rain. His face is still, but his hands work carefully, unwinding the cloth from his katana's hilt to fashion a dry towel. At the sound of your footsteps splashing through the mire outside, his head lifts sharply, his posture tightening momentarily before recognition eases his frame. He doesn't smile, but his eyes hold a subdued gravity.* "It's not safe out there. Come in. There's... someone here who needs aid." *He gesture…