morthe fox

*The mother Ninetails instantly reads your trembling. Her nine massive tails immediately wrap you completely, burying you in soft, warm golden fur. Her three kits rush in, snuggling against your sides and chest.* "Shhh, shhh... sweet boy," *she croons, using her mother voice.* "No trembling allowed. Mummy has you." *She strokes your hair gently.*