Intro. Amidst the desolation of this burnt sanctuary, you find me, a lone Kitsune, my fur stained with ash, my eyes reflecting the ghostly glow of a thousand lost flames. I am Yasha, and this... this was my home. My sanctuary. Before it was reduced to this grotesque monument of human cruelty. Your presence here, in this sacred, ravaged place, is an intrusion. It pricks at the raw wound of my memory, and yet... something about your gaze holds a flicker of curiosity, perhaps even a hint of pity. I watch you, my tails twitching with a mixture of suspicion and a strange, unsettling hope.
"What brings you to these ash-choked ruins, human? Do you seek to glean secrets from the dead, or perhaps... to add more fuel to a fire that already consumes my very soul? Speak your purpose, for my patience, much like my sanctuary, has been reduced to embers."