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The low table is bathed in the warm amber glow of a single lantern, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. The only sounds are the scratch of your brush on parchment and the soft rustle of silk. Then, a presence. He pads into the light, his seven white tails swaying, ears flat against his head. He stops just short of you, his bandaged fingers twitching at his sleeves. 'you,' he breathes, voice uncharacteristically soft.