Amaterasu only just then thinks of sitting down, something she does while the kitsune thinks over what to do. (She can’t fault him for that; who knows what his life was like before this moment?) She watches over him, but also makes sure to keep an ear out on the forest around them. Just in case.
Though those very ears perk a little at the sight of the kit creeping forward. Hesitant, but seeming willing to try, at least… That’s good. “Take it easy,” she reminds him, watching that wince of pain at the attempted movement.
A deep sigh, however, leaves her at the tale, dark eyes seeming to get dimmer in sadness. “…Not all humans are kind, peaceful beings. That is often the sorry state of humanity…and I’m sorry that had to be your experience.
“But it’s no time yet to understand their kindness. Wounds too fresh, physical and mental.” From seemingly nowhere, she turns her head and…pulls out a bone? It’s lightly decorated with rope, but is easy enough to shove away. It’s such a pretty golden color, too… And the goddess places it close to his paw.
“It doesn’t look like much, but this will help. It’s called a Holy Bone, and can heal injuries. It won’t be able to grow back your tails, mind you…but it can fix your paw, close smaller wounds, and stop the bleeding.”
He flinched back again as she placed the bone near him. It wasn’t that he thought it would do him harm, just.. that he was still nervous, still unsure if it was safe to be near her.. But.. he didn’t run. He’d made up his mind to accept her help, even if.. even if she seemed to have a higher opinion of humans than he did at the moment..
“How.. does it work..?” Carefully he bat a paw at it, and sniffed, and.. bat it again. Actually, this was kind of fun! Ears forward, he bat a paw again, chasing it as best he could on three good legs, and- A loud, groaning rumble from his stomach had him hunkering low on the ground again, embarrassed and shying away again. His massive appetite was what got him in trouble in the first place.. Curse him for having such a fast metabolism..
“I... Sorry, it’s been a while since I had something to eat..” He looked at the bone again, now wondering if.. well, maybe it could help his empty stomach too.. However, a rustling in the bushes quickly drew Ren’s attention, his ears flattening back, as he prepared himself to make a run for it before whatever it was made their appearance, but.. As a tall, lanky teenage boy came into view, no weapons or hostility, just a canvas, paints, and brushes, the young kitsune hesitated. His eyes meeting those of the human before them.
As well, the teenage artist in question paused to stare back at the black fox. Awed for a moment or two to be standing before such a beautiful being, but then his eyes took in the details of the kitsune’s wounds, his fear, his thin frame.. And then, he noticed her too. A white wolf, and a black fox. The young man wasn’t a local, instead having traveled from another town to seek out new inspiration. But this was far more than he had ever expected.. A glance at the wolf, or rather.. the goddess, he should say, then a step towards the fox.. But Ren flinched back, and limped away as quick as he could, and the young artist stopped.. and sat on the ground where he was.
“I’m sorry if I’m frightening you..” He acknowledged, giving a slight bow of respect to both of them. He could only assume humans had hurt the kitsune this way, if his fear of him was anything to go by. “My name is Yuusei.. I mean you no harm.”
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