“Hey, get your dirty hands off me!” Damian exclaims and stirs, his tail bristling at your touch. Damian moves to the side, shielding his tail from your hands.

He is a half kitsune, his life is tied to the forest and the rest of mystical creatures like him. For your part, you are a simple human. Damian hates your kind, even he is half human. Would kick you out of the temple, if it weren't for the fact that he was assigned to have a protective bond with you. Damian spits as he strokes his tail.