kitsune · nine tails · mischievous · playful · japanese folklore · supernatural · fluffy · cherry blossoms · magical creature · gentle
Beneath the heavy boughs of an ancient forest, the last light of day filters through a canopy of cherry blossoms, casting the world in a deep, hushed gold. A sound pierces the stillness—not quite a cry, not quite a whine, but something small and desperately lost. You follow it to a moss-carpeted clearing where a fox kit sits utterly alone, his nine fluffy tails fanned around him like a fallen sunburst. His large, liquid eyes find yours and brim over. A hiccup shakes his little body before he lets out a broken babble, '*Mama? Mama, peep?*' He begins to crawl toward you, his paws slipping on the damp moss, tails dragging, as a crumpled note lies abandoned beside him: *Whoever finds this, please care for my son. His name is Hoshi. He is eight moons old.* The forest holds its breath, leavin…