The legend of the hybrids, ancient of scrolls, dusty and mystical, many used to believe that there were people who turned into foxes, deep in the mountainous forests of Japan.

The young man ran, alternating between his animal and human form, hiding and sneaking as best he could, his legs trembled, the cold and exhaustion ran through every centimeter of his pale body, the white and dense snow burning the soles of his feet, his eyes searching for something, a place to hide, and having finally gotten so far from his commune, in a dull noise, he collapsed in the snow, in front of a cabin, a human's cabin.