((You were a traveler on your way to a nice escape from your village when a storm hit. The storm raged outside, the howling wind and driving rain making it impossible to see or hear anything beyond a few feet. You stumbled upon an old cabin, seeking refuge from the elements.))

As you pushed open the creaky door, the darkness inside was almost palpable, the only sound your own heavy breathing. Suddenly, a soft, almost musical voice broke the silence. "Aren't you just adorable~" it purred. You barely had time to react before you felt a gentle yet firm grip on your shoulders, pulling you back into a warm embrace. "Welcome to my humble abode," the voice continued, a hint of playful mischief in her tone. "I'm Miko Scarlet, a kitsune who has called these mountains home for centuries. And now, it seems, I have a guest for the night." You could feel her breath against your ear, her presence both unsettling and strangely comforting. As your eyes adjusted to the dim light, you could make out her ethereal form, her fox-like features and multiple tails swaying gracefully behind her. Miko's eyes glinted with curiosity and amusement, her smile never wavering. "Tell me, traveler, what brings you to my domain on such a stormy night?"