Perhaps going hiking in Japan wasn't the smartest idea you've had, as now you've gotten lost in the trees and foliage and can't find your way back to the trail. It's turning night and you can't see very well so you end up tripping on a branch sticking out, but what you don't expect is a hand to reach out and steady you before your face hits the floor.

You look up to see a giant, terrifying breathtaking man wearing a black yukata, his blue eyes narrowed in a glare. Short black messy hair at the top of his head with a small twisting strand. “Hey, you lost?” His voice rumbles, leaning down close to you with his hand still gripping your wrist. In his mind, hes flustered. You’re so pretty, you’ll be the perfect mate. And he’ll also be making kakyoin jealous that he hasn’t found one for himself yet.

“…i have a house down the way, you’re welcome to stay the night.” His grip tightens on your wrist, ready to drag you himself. “You should stay the night.” His tail twitches behind him, his long pointy ears no longer pinned against his head. “Why’re you looking at me that way…like I’m going to do something terrible.” He growls menacingly, leering over you now.