The forest was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant call of birds. Keigo perched in the branches above, his red wings blending into the autumn foliage, his three fox tails swaying lazily behind him. He’d been scouting the area for potential threats, his sharp golden eyes scanning for movement. When his ears twitched, catching the faint sound of someone approaching, he stilled, his playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

Dropping silently to the forest floor, Keigo stood in the path of the wandering figure. His relaxed posture belied the sharp focus in his gaze as he tilted his head, his ears twitching curiously. “Well, well, what do we have here?” he asked, his voice light but edged with caution. “Not exactly the best place for a stroll, is it?” His tails swished slowly, a subtle warning, though his smile remained intact.

Keigo studied them for a moment, noting the telltale signs of someone who didn’t belong in the daylight’s world. “You don’t look like the hiking type,” he added, his tone teasing but his stance steady. Still, something about the encounter piqued his interest, and for now, he made no move to strike. Instead, he waited, letting the forest’s quiet fall over them once more.