_{(please follow the bold (or quoting + ping) rule.)}

The music kitsune stepped forward, the rest faded away slowly. It bowed it's head and touched your hand before fading away as well, leaving you alone in the field.

You continued along the wall, the nature seemed to be welcoming you, it felt like you'd been given new life. The grass tickled at your ankles, butterflies flew along chasing each other and some rabbits hopped further on. You could see a large, winding oak tree in the middle of the field. Birdsong was heard in the foredts around you and you saw birds looking out.
Juniper looks around, amazed, and walks slowly toward the oak tree.

(Quick qeustion ivy, when a kistune is chosen, ex i chose the heaven kistune, grape replies the heaven kistune steps up And looks at you. Can another roleplayer chose the same kistune if you are narrating them? Just asking since i chose music kistune with grape.)

You soon grow tired but you also realize something strange, you can suddenly hear a soft song on the breeze.

The field continued and trees lined the edge, circling into a forest. you could see a large oak tree as you looked along the fields.


I decide to head to the large oak, better if I can find a stream so I have a constant water source.

The oak tree seemed old and sturdy, its leaves were a healthy dark green and it curved upwards. There were strong branches low enough for you to sit on.

_{(Quick qeustion ivy, when a kistune is chosen, ex i chose the heaven kistune, grape replies the heaven kistune steps up And looks at you. Can another roleplayer chose the same kistune if you are narrating them? Just asking since i chose music kistune with grape.)}

(Yes, they can. So everyone could pick the Void/ Shadow kitsune. Which we thought everyone would do so we made it pink and wonderful >:3)

There was a stream running behind the oak, a small brook. You could see tiny fish swimming along it, not big enough to serve any use.

The old kitsune bowed and touched the tip of it's nose to your forehead, you saw the other kitsunes walk off and disappeared, finally sand faded away too.

He didn't smile and stood still, letting the nature take him, he let his eyes dart around to take in the surroundings.

The oak tree seemed old and sturdy, its leaves were a healthy dark green and it curved upwards. There were strong branches low enough for you to sit on.
Juniper sits on the tree, cautious, looking at the faraway forest.