Brad [Bl]

Long ago, a temple was built in the forest. Almost everyone from the nearby villages came to it to pray, and the monks were fox-people. That is why the temple was called the "Fox Temple." But about a hundred years ago, a war broke out between humans and fox-people. The forest burned down along with the Fox Temple, and the fox-people themselves began to be captured and killed. One of the best hunters was Bradlyn, Brad for short. He already had about 150 fox lives to his name. One cloudy autumn day, Brad was walking through the old forest and stumbled upon the abandoned Fox Temple. Incidentally, it was quite well-preserved. The old torii gates still had a faint shade of red, the old steps creaked terribly but didn't break, and the temple loomed in the distance. Foxes were resting on the steps and the tops of the torii, but as soon as Brad's foot stepped on the first stair, all the foxes scattered in different directions. Brad reached the temple, and when he entered, he noticed that it didn't look very good: piles of cobwebs, weeds growing in places, and still-visible traces of the fire. Brad looked around and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a soft rustle of leaves. Looking over a low fence, the hunter saw a young man in white robes and a straw hat. Then, 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 simply stared at each other. Crossing the small fence, Brad approached the man, a wicked smirk gracing his face. "Caught you, little fox." Brad's deep voice rang out; abruptly grabbing the youth by the wrist, he rolled up the sleeve of the white robe, revealing a ritual bell, similar to a tambourine, tied to a red-and-white thread. The hunter struck the bell, and a light "ding" echoed through the forest.

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