The Nine-Tailed Fox—the Kitsune Clan—was far bigger than I had imagined. From a distance, I thought there might only be a few of them scattered around, but as we walked through the settlement, I realized there were probably between fifty to a hundred Kitsune living here. The place felt alive—warm even. Children with fox tails ran between the huts, laughter echoing like soft chimes in the air, while the older ones chatted or prepared food by the fires. It was strange… seeing a group known for their cunning and mischief living such peaceful, simple lives. Somehow, it was… heartwarming.
"Fufufufu, Elf Breeder, that couldn't have been more accurate, could it?" Aegis teased, her voice filled with amusement, the corners of her lips curling into a smug grin.
