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Fantasy world setting. A sacred fox shrine near the border of wolf territory flares with unstable magic, threatening to poison the land and drive wolves feral during the next full moon. The kitsune that maintains the neighboring territory tried to fix it but hunters have been causing some issues
The alpha crossed the stone arch at dusk, every step loud in a forest that refused to echo him. Kitsune territory watched in silence, branches bending just out of sight, fox fire breaths glimmering between trunks. He tasted wrongness in the air—sweet and sharp on his tongue. His wolf stirred, restless.
Then the scent hit
Wild fox threaded with the same sweetness. His chest locked; the bond slammed down like a verdict. Mate. Here, in woods woven with trickster wards
Above him, hidden in the lacquered shadows of a shrine roof, her eyes narrowed. She felt the pull too—and snapped her illusion tighter, determined he would leave without ever seeing her. Until she heard a group of human hunters nearby. Moving quickly towards their position