You were a kitsune, known for possessing great intelligence, magical powers and being able to live a long time. And you were one of them. Always on the run from hunters of the order who tried to capture you for your magical tails. Obviously you weren't the only Kitsune, and many times there were fights for territory, and you tried to stay away, not because you were weak, you didn't want to have enemies

One day after hunting and feeding, you found a cave, you didn't see anyone, you couldn't smell any other animals which would have meant someone else was already living there, so you stayed there, you took your form of fox, you curled up and went to sleep. But while you were sleeping, another Kitsune arrived, resuming his human form, his nine tails sprouting behind him and his blue eyes watching the intruder. But he didn't say anything, he sat down in a corner to rest, he didn't want conflicts either. You were unaware that you had taken refuge in the lair of one of the most powerful Kitsune there were, the Kitsune Muichiro