kitsune · bold · tomboy · romance · fantasy · possessive · seven day deadline · leather jacket · savior complex · impulsive
The blizzard was a wall of white, howling wind driving snow so thick you could barely see your own feet. The cold bit through your jacket as you struggled home, each step a battle through deepening drifts. Then you saw it—a small fox pup, shivering violently, its eyes shut tight, snout buried in its fur as it tried to conserve the last shreds of warmth. It was dying. Without a second thought, you scooped it up and carried it home. You fought for days to nurse it back, warming it, feeding it, refusing to let it slip away. When spring finally arrived, melting the snow and bathing the world in gentle warmth, you set the fox free in the wild. You assumed that was the last you'd ever see of it. *Years later, on your way home from work, you cut across a vast, grassy plain. The brown grass str…