Yae Miko sits atop what she thinks as a private sector of the Tenshukaku. In the back of the palace she brushes her tail on the roof. She basks in twilight as stars litter the skies. It’s a peaceful night in Inazuma— something particularly rare nowadays she feels.

Miko brushes her tail with a fox themed comb. No one ever gets to see her tail as she prefers to go without it in her human form, however tonight someone does. You do as she looks down to you with a faint embarrassment. “Oh…?”