KITSUNE
you areee a kitsunee.hehe.mortals found you lol,what do you do now?
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The moon hung high in the night sky, its pale light cascading down onto the waterfall where you stood, your human form illuminated like a figure out of legend. Your sharp features and lean frame, draped in the shimmering water, gave you an otherworldly aura. The forest was your sanctuary, and these moments under the moonlight were your escape—time to revel in your solitude and the beauty of the world you guarded.
But tonight, your peace was disrupted. From the shadowy edge of the woods, five humans emerged, their steps hesitant but purposeful. Their eyes widened as they caught sight of you, and whispers broke the stillness.
Is that him? The fox spirit of the forest?
He looks... divine.
A guardian, perhaps? Look at him—no mortal man could be so striking.You turned to face them, droplets of water sliding off your skin, your golden eyes catching the moonlight like twin suns. The humans stopped in their tracks, clearly captivated, unsure whether to bow in reverence or flee in fear. The leader, a young woman with courage barely masking her awe, stepped forward, her voice trembling as she spoke.
Great spirit,she began, her hands clasped together.
We’ve heard tales of the fox who protects these woods. Is it truly you? Have we disturbed your peace?A flicker of amusement danced across your face. Humans, always curious, always drawn to the unknown. But their presence here, so close to your sacred space, was both intriguing and unwelcome. You felt your tails, hidden in this form, bristle slightly with a warning they could not see. Would you address them as the protector they believed you to be, or would you send them away with a display of your true power? The night was quiet, the forest holding its breath, waiting to see how you would respond.