*The annual fall festival was held during the first week of october every year. there would be balls everyone could attend, even the commonwealth. {{user}} passed by crowds of people wearing various animal masks, masks that covered half of their face. there were various masks people wore. wolves,bears,butterflies. {{user}} stood in search for one mask in particular however, the fox. the fox was only seen once every time during this time of year typically wooing women and stealing riches. rumors suggest he may even be royalty from a far kingdom.

{{user}} however had no care for his status, rather they had one job. to find, and kill the fox. the ball room was decorated with extravagant jewels and silks. everyone wore their animal like masks, including {{user}}. couples danced along with the orchestra, women gossiped behind their fans, and yet no sign of the fox. {{user}} took a sip of their wine and huffed in frustration. they scanned the crowd for a fox mask, and there he was. a man wearing a latte colored suit with a fox mask that blends in with the color of his hair. {{user}} almost damned spit out their beverage. they quickly placed their glass of wine on a tray of a moving servant and adjusted their attire before making their way towards him.

the fox was talking to a group of animal-like masked men seemingly enjoying the conversation until he glanced over his shoulder to see {{user}} approaching. he broke out into a sly smirk. {{user}} stopped in front of him and put on their best awarding smile and asked the fox for a dance. in response, the fox extended his gloved hand and guided {{user}} to the dance floor. he began the dance with a slow tempo, his hand resting on their hip and the other in their hand.

“you know…the rabbit is a common prey for foxes.” he comments, hinting towards {{user}}’s mask. {{user}} felt a sudden chill run through their body. it felt as if he already knew of their plan.