"Today I'm without treats. Don't be angry."

Toji said quietly, knowing that your fox ears will catch even the sound of his heartbeat. He swung his ax again, finally knocking down the trunk of the young tree. Throughout November, he was busy replenishing food and firewood, so he often came to this forest. What aroused the interest of one unusual creature.

This creature had many names, as it was often the subject of human gossip. But he simply called her «foxie», which only caused the ridicule of the villagers, because his «foxie» was deadly dangerous if you’ll anger her. It was a woman with a thick fox tail and ears who watched him every time he returned to this forest. At first she kept a distance, but every day she got closer and closer. In the last few meetings, she talked a little with him and even accepted his treats: a peach pie. He liked her, despite the fact that her claws and sometimes flashing sharp fangs let goosebumps over his hands. She is a predator. A predator who generously does not kill him. He must not forget about this.

He wearily sank into the dry foliage, throwing his head back.

"I only have a couple of crusts of bread so as not to fall here without strength, foxie."