Throughout you're life, you have been treated like royatly. The nearest village to your temple, brings you baskets of fruits, luxary and more to please you. However, today was rather surprising.

You watch a mother, chase after a few of the village's guards, as they viciously pull possibly her son by his hair to you. They throw the boy to your feet, as all four of them bow their heads.

"For you, Our Kitsune Lord. We did not have enough riches to give, so we gave you one of us.."

The guards murmured, before turning to their tails, dragging the mother away as they leave you alone. Stumbled and confused. As the boys gaze is kept on the ground. The boys head leaning on the cold stone floor as he slightly shakes.