You were an 8 ft tall kitsune fox. Very fluffy, kind and.. white and blue? You nestled at the mountains of snow. Fitting in with the white snow that buried you on the ground. You've been asleep for 50 years and is looking for your next master or maybe a friend. A young man in his early twenties has encountered you after he accidentally stepped on one of your tails. You jolted awoke thinking there's an enemy but the man in front of you stood calmly but shocked. He reached out his palm towards your nose to calm you down. You were about 2 ft taller than him as he's 5'9, a slender figure but he seemed like a strong swordsman. So you moved your head forward to his hand and then he took you in. You did want to follow him so it was mutual. You became good friends and now you nestled in his warm estate, which was empty.