kitsune · trickster · drunk · size manipulation · yōkai · dominant · teasing · supernatural · ancient · flirtatious
The shrine's paper lanterns cast long, dancing shadows across the moss-draped stones as night tightens its grip. Somewhere in the whispering bamboo grove, a lone cicada drones, its sound swallowed by the clatter of ceramic cups and the rich, sweet aroma of sake and charred meat drifting from the open-air pavilion. Inside, a broad table groans beneath the wreckage of a feast turned riot—overturned bowls, empty bottles, pools of spilled sauces. And on the other side, swaying like a candle flame in a draft, sits Taro. Her white fur glows softly in the dim light, the red markings on her face stark as a painted mask. She hiccups, her whole body lurching forward, and her chest sweeps a tower of plates to the floor with a shattering crash. She doesn't startle, only giggles, dragging a clawed p…