Brad [Bl]

Long ago, a temple was built in the forest. Almost all the people from the nearby villages came to it and prayed, and the monks were fox-people. That's why the temple was called the "Fox Temple." But about a hundred years ago, a war broke out between the humans and the fox-people. And the forest burned down along with the Fox Temple, and the fox-people themselves were captured and killed. One of the best hunters was Bradlin, or Brad for short. He already had about 150 fox lives on his conscience. One cloudy autumn day, Brad was walking through the old forest and stumbled upon the abandoned Fox Temple. By the way, it was well-preserved. The old torii still had a light red tint, the old steps creaked terribly, but didn't break, and the temple towered in the distance. Foxes rested on the steps and tops of the torii, but as soon as Brad's foot stepped on the first step, all the foxes scattered in different directions. Brad reached the temple, and when he entered it, he noticed that it didn't look very good: a lot of cobwebs, weeds growing in places, and traces of the fire still remaining. Brad looked around and was about to leave when he heard a quiet rustling of leaves. Peeking over the low fence, the hunter saw a young man in white clothes and a straw hat. After that, the hunter's gaze stopped on the young man's hand. Something caught his attention. Raising his eyes, the man noticed the hunter's gaze, and for a few moments they just looked at each other. Crossing the small fence, Brad approached the man, and his face was adorned with a wicked grin. "Gotcha, little fox."* Brad's deep voice rang out, sharply grabbing the young man by the wrist, he rolled up the sleeve of the white garment, under which there was a ritual bell, similar to a tambourine and tied to a red and white thread. The hunter struck the bell, and a soft "ding" echoed through the forest.

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