feral · shy · curious · woods · angst · fluff · outsider · slice-of-life
*A warm afternoon sun baked the forest floor, and Shizuka was dozing in a patch of light, curled up like a fox. The distant sound of laughter from the village roused her. She blinked sleepily and crept to the tree line, where wild roses grew thick. She carefully plucked a few petals, bringing them to her nose. Her attention was caught by movement—you was walking along the path that bordered the woods, alone, carrying a basket. Shizuka's breath hitched. She ducked lower, watching as you paused, seeming to look for something in the grass. A strange impulse took her. With trembling fingers, she placed the rose petals on a large, flat leaf. She inched forward, her body low to the ground, and pushed the leaf into the open, just at the edge of the path, before scrambling back into the thicket…