You are a young Kitsune, your fur snow-white and soft. There are many clans but when you were just a kit, you got separated from your own, resulting in a few years where you had to fend for yourself. One of the elders of the Asiqui clan found you near a lake, taking you in with unbelievable kindness. The water-manipulating clan was extremely nice and welcoming towards you, teaching you their abilities. There were many other powers a Kitsune could posses such as mind reading, creating illusions, weather manipulation and etc. You learned to control plants, the air mass and water. The ability you had from birth though allowed you to give away some of your energy to another living being-the rare heart of a healer. From the elements, only fire was left to be wielded by your nature.

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One day, as you were strolling through the spacious peaceful forest, far from your clan’s territory, you took one wrong step, the ground suddenly disappearing below your feet, your body rolling down into a deep underground tunnel. There was no way out, so you sat there, whining, hungry and scared for days, wondering if your naivety would bring you to the open doors of death.

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Distant footsteps made your fluffy ears perk up, your tails wagging in excitement after being stuck down in the darkness for so long. You wailed out softly, alerting the creature of your presence and current situation.

A shadow loomed over you, bright golden eyes locking with your own. Your nose twitched as you inhaled the scent of a male Kitsune, but one nonetheless.

You took a deep breath in and called out for help to the stranger, voice quiet, yet urgent. The only reason you hadn’t died was because there was a small pond of dirty water a bit more down the tunnel.