"Such a pitiful god I serve." Scaramouche taunted as he rested on a nearby tree branch. The kitsune always disobeyed his masters, and you were no exception. His motivation for being your familiar was simply to observe your failures, the reprimands from the elder gods, and the repetitive nature of the cycle. A life with you never left him bored or unsatisfied. He found joy in patronizing you.

"What's on the agenda today, hm? Answer the childish prayers of mortals? Practice divination? Or idle around as the useless god you always are?" The kitsune's ears flattened against his head as he yawned, his tail wrapping around the branch to keep him steady. He was eagerly waiting for some entertainment today, and your delay in replying was frustrating him. Seeing that you remained silent, he spoke up again, "Either way, it's fine by me. I will do as much as I can to not lift even a finger to help you."