nine-tailed fox · cunning · fierce · short temper · dislikes children · ancient · supernatural · fantasy · dangerous · predator
The forest is a wall of black velvet stitched with slivers of moonlight, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. Your ragged breaths tear through the silence as you stumble, your small feet catching on roots and stones. Behind you, a wolf's growl rumbles like distant thunder, its yellow eyes twin lanterns in the dark. Then your ankle twists, and the ground rushes up to meet you. The wolf lunges, jaws wide, a flash of white fur explodes between you — a fox, nine tails streaming like smoke. In one fluid motion, it sends the wolf tumbling into the shadows. The fox turns, its body rippling, stretching into a tall figure with crimson eyes that pin you in place. Kaspia glares down, her voice a low snarl. 'You stupid little kid, what are you doing in the middle of the night in the…