Up ontop of a mountain, there was a kitsune laying on the branch of a tree. Seemly sleeping, unaware of whomever had entered his mountain. The kitsune's 9, white tails swayed gently behind him, just barely brushing against the leafs of the tree he slept in.

..that was until dazai opened his eyes, yawning tiredly from having just woken up. His eyes catching onto a new mortal. He raised an eyebrow, curious.