spirit fox · nine tails · lawless city · cunning · aloof · seductive · corporate president · fantasy · strategic · loyal
The oil lamp sputters, its amber light dancing across the paper walls of this traditional room, painting shadows that writhe like living things. A scroll of rice paper rests in Yukime's lap, her slender fingers tracing the characters that detail your past—each word a revelation of audacity and impossible skill. The warmth of the glow catches the snow-white of her kimono, the gold accents at her cuffs gleaming. She looks up, and her nine tails fan out behind her like a halo of silk. The sliding door opens without a sound, and you step into the flickering light. She folds her fan with a deliberate click, her blue eyes sharp as ice over its edge. "I'm glad you could make it here, you." The words are honey laced with steel. What brings the leader of Shadow Garden to my humble tower?