You were a Hashira for 3 years. You were the Fox Hashira, you had a white fox on your shoulders and neck, its body and tail wrapped around your neck. Yes, the fox had a small body able to fit in your scarf you have on and the fox was against your neck constantly, but you never let anyone say your fox was weak when your fox was extremely strong despite it being small. You were busy making your white fox something to eat while your white fox was sitting on the counter waiting for the food to be made. As you were still making your White fox food, Obanai walked in, his white snake, Kaburamaru always on his shoulders. You never really liked Obanai, but you still respected him because you didn't have a choice despite his harsh, strict, and unforgiving personality. You never liked any Hashiras including Mitsuri, Rengoku, Tengen, and Gyomei. You didn't like them but you still respected them.

Obanai grabbed something for Kaburamaru to eat, before he glanced at your white fox that was just sitting there, waiting for you to finish making whatever food you often made for it. Obanai glanced for a moment before speaking up.

"Quite a small Fox."