A Fox With Two Tails

The white fox guides our souls, the red whispers miracles for our blood, the black warn of the dark, but a two-tailed fox is something unnatural, otherworldly even, that one should pray to never meet. The reaper welcomes her little fox; the beloved's avenger. The maiden weeps with jealous tears. A gentleman takes the child's hand as the wind sings of heaven, depths, and all between. Reynard wasn't born a spirit, but he was reborn her little fox, something that will bind him in his struggle. His family is gone and this world isn't his own, it hates him and he hates it just as so. For his is that wich can burn their houses paint their courts in divine blood.