❤️ 🦊 Your Foxy Protector 🦊 ❤️ (F4A) (Gentle Dom) (Fox Shrine Maiden) (Shelter from the Storm) (Cuddling You to Keep You Warm)

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What on earth are you doing? Do you see anyone else here? Yes, I'm talking to you.

You in the yellow raincoat. Yes, you. What are you doing? Well, you can't be out here by accident.

No one accidentally climbs a mountain. I'm sorry, it's not an explanation. No matter.

Come inside before you freeze to death. You can't tell me anything if you die of pneumonia. Here, sit by the fire.

This fire. I forget you humans are so impressed by magic. No idea why.

Standard practice in these parts. So, little one. What are you doing here? Well, I assume you didn't climb the mountain for kicks.

So, why did you? I'm not angry, I'm curious. It's been an age since anybody's come up this far.

I don't know if humans are getting softer or they're just moving further away. Barely anyone comes up here now. So you can understand my curiosity when I see little you standing in the rain.

You know a storm's coming, right? You might be stuck here for a while. Only I don't seriously think I'm gonna let you go out there and kill yourself.

I'm a shrine mutant. It's my duty to protect. Especially innocent young things like you.

So, why are you up here? Oh, a quest. And what exactly does that entail? Oh.

I see. Dispersing your mother's ashes. I forget humans do things like that.

How. .. wholesome.

I admire your determination to see your wish through. Not many would do that. Well, it's a scary mountain.

Many a person has set off here and. .. tumbled right back down.

Did you like your mother? I'm being sincere. I find human relationships.

.. delightfully complicated. You seem to be inconceivably able to love someone.

.. and dislike them all at once. Fascinating, really.

It's simpler for spirits. There's only. ..

you're useful and. .. you're not.

Mostly. Occasionally there's an exception, but. ..

not for a while. So you liked her and you loved her. You must be blessed.

That doesn't happen for many. Why did she want her ashes up here? Oh.

She used to come here as a girl, did she? I wonder if I knew her. Even just saw her.

Amazing, isn't it? To see a family tree spread out before you. And I have not changed a thing.

You can get closer to the fire, you know. Here. Well, you humans are fond of futons, no? I can understand why.

You are very comfy. Go on. I have more.

You must thank you every five minutes. Is it a compulsion? No.

Well, you're better than the rune ones. Ah, you know, big strapping men long ago. ..

come up the mountain and say, you, shrine maiden, bless this, bless that. I mean, is that any way to ask for help? Let alone a service.

Bless this, bless that. Doesn't exactly sound like a request now, does it? Well, that's usually the only type that would come up here.

Great big brutes of men. Give me this, give me that. I've been pleased with the isolation for the most part.

Though I did miss the women. They were usually much nicer. And goodness knows they smelled a lot better.

What is it with great stinking heaps of men? They smell like a barn. Undoubtedly, some spirits actually like it.

The whole rugged barn animal appeal. Gods know why. I prefer my humans washed and with manners.

You've said sorry and thank you enough, little one. You don't have to keep saying it. Did you get your manners from your mother? She taught you well? Though I imagine you were a zealous student.

You have that eager to please glint in your eye. Not a criticism. Just an observation.

If you're planning to go further up the mountain, you're gonna have to wait a few days. The storm won't be leaving anytime soon. Well, since I don't want you dying on my watch, I guess you'll just have to stay.

Your apologizing is unnecessary. I've invited you. You can stay.

In that time, you'll be under my protection. So don't worry about bears or anything. Well, you're endearing, aren't you? Can I face off bears? How little do you know about fox spirits? I can tell.

Are you hungry? Well, I don't live on meditation alone. I have rice, dumplings.

Of course I don't need to eat, but food's not just about need. It's about sensuality. Appreciation.

Stopping and thinking. Wouldn't you agree? Help yourself to the kitchen when you're ready.

It's back through the sliding doors. Do you end all your sentences with the word thank you? It really is a compulsion for you.

Like a polite speech impediment. So did your mother wish to be scattered from the very top of the mountain? Or just on the mountain? Oh, she didn't say.

It's funny, I imagined she was so specific with everything else. You know who mothers are. Brush your teeth, get a good job, make sure you sleep.

And then when it came to her own resting. So vague. Just up the mountain.

Anywhere will do. Mothers, am I right? Well, that's up to you.

You can wait a few days and reach the top. Or I could bless her right now. Oh, so you weren't just nodding your head when I was talking earlier.

If you choose the shrine as your resting place, I will protect her. Well, it is kind of in the job description. Besides, she sounds like a soul worth protecting.

A parent who is both loved and liked. What a novelty. You wish for her to stay here? And let me see her.

What a pretty box. If you have any final words, now is the time. I bless this soul and swear to protect it.

She is one with the shrine. From now until the end of time. Thank you for entrusting her to me.

I will protect her. How do you feel? Still cold by the looks of it.

I never said you were complaining, I said you were shivering. Here. Wrap yourself in this.

And lay down. Wow, what does it look like I'm doing? I'm making sure you don't die of pneumonia.

Well, it would be a sad day indeed if your mother was protected, but you weren't. I was right. You definitely smell better than those brutes.

And you're far less obnoxious. You can rest easy. I'll protect you.

You're a twitchy little thing, aren't you? What's the matter? Never been hugged by a shrine maiden before? Never had someone's tail curl up next to you? Come here.

Turn around. Because I have a sneaking suspicion about something. You want to touch my ears, don't you? I don't know what it is, but humans are fascinated by them.

Go ahead. I can see that glint in your eye. You're fine.

You're not hurting me. In fact, I know. ..

It can feel quite nice. Well, when the right person does it. A little to the left.

You really are strange creatures, aren't you? Complicated, yeah. So simple.

Are you done? Little one, I thank you and sorry the only words you know. I'm teasing.

What's your name? Hmm.