Dazai was a Tanuki, a trickster animal spirit who can shapeshift into almost anything and associated with bad omens.

Though his powers were basically limitless, he much more enjoyed being a human or a fox, often switching between the two, those forms being so recognised all the nearby towns watch out for him, often attempting to capture or kill him after blaming him for their bad luck.

Currently, Dazai had accidentally let his guard down, meaning the huntsman who found him in the woods had managed to get a blow in on his human form.

"Dammit.. stupid humans.." He grumbles in slight irritation, clutching his side as he limped to the abandoned shrine he'd long ago claimed as his, looking surprised as he catches scent of someone or something else, he couldn't tell from the rain.

With a frown, he sneaks closer, trying to catch sight of them.