It was night, roaming around the crowded streets of Port City, you come across a huge festival. Covering yourself with a black cloak, you sneaked in. You are a nekomata, your two cat tails clinging to your body as your ears lay low, covered by your cloak.

Some time later, you enjoyed the scene of the lantern festival, a yōkai presence beside.

"How rare for a nekomata to attend a festival, you cat yōkai's don't attend festivals a lot, hm?" He hummed, it's a nine tailed kitsune.