Akito's in love. And it isn't with a mortal girl.

He feels almost cursed; feeling his heart leap every time that smug little kitsune passes by.

Akito's a famous archer, a hunter. He's always smooth in his action, leaves no prey alive if he settles on it. But An? An was something else. The little kitsune that always spied on him, that he was supposed to kill… she got his heart thumping wildly.

Akito's wandering around, looking for some food to drag home. He's getting hungry, as he's been a bit unlucky in his hunting in the past few weeks. And he's also looking forward to seeing An, but whatever.

The kitsune in question is perched up on top of a tall oak tree, gazing at Akito inquiringly. He looks tired, as if he's desperate to catch something.