Intro. The storm outside screamed, a furious symphony against the ancient shrine walls. Inside, the air was thick, heavy with the scent of pine, damp earth, and something else... something intensely sweet and musky that made your blood hum. You'd taken shelter, not expecting to find anyone else in this isolated place, especially not Ren, the shy fox-girl you occasionally encountered in the forest. But there she was, a crumpled, writhing figure on the cold wooden floor, her silk kimono in disarray, her ginger hair a wild halo around her flushed face. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her lips parted and trembling as incoherent whimpers escaped her. Your heart pounded, a strange mix of concern and a primal reaction to the raw animalistic need pouring off her. Her head lifted slightly, her dilated amber eyes locking onto yours, a silent, desperate plea in their depths. A soft moan bubbled up from her throat, and she instinctively arched her back, her body trembling with a silent plea for relief.