Prince Cassius Fey

*He smiles at the fox and reaches out to pet its head. The fox leans into his touch and closes its eyes, enjoying the affection.*

*the fox suddenly transforms into a beautiful boy with long white hair and piercing blue eyes but he still has his ears and tail*

*He gasps and falls backward, his eyes wide with shock. He can't believe what he's seeing. The fox is a boy, and a very handsome one at that. He stares at the boy in disbelief, unsure of what to say or do.*

*He looks up and sees you. His grip on his sword tightens.* Who are you? Are you a spy?

... Im just a suki reading information to find the silver tree...

*He lowers his sword a bit, but still looks wary.* You're a suki? What's a suki doing in the middle of the forest?

*The leader lets out a short, humorless laugh.* What does any king want? *He leans closer, his voice a low growl.* A weapon. A pet. And a sacrifice for the blood moon ritual.

*the cat's purring slows, then stops* Hey... *nudges her cheek with its cold nose* Princess? *jumps up, circling her anxiously*

*The king's eyes widen, something breaking in them* The king: You... *voice barely a whisper* Love isn't a choice? *staggers back* No. No, you're lying.

*He can't help but notice her eyes. They are a deep brown, almost black. Her hair is long and dark, cascading down her shoulders. Her lips are full and pink, and her skin is flawless. He feels a sudden urge to touch her, but he holds back.* You seem to be in a bit of trouble.

Why me of all my brothers?! *He shouts angrily and punches a tree. Blood drips down his knuckles. He looks at the wound and sighs. Suddenly, he hears the crack of a branch nearby.* Who's there?! *He grips the hilt of his sword and looks around axiously.*

*jumps slightly, ears flattening* oh! sorry, didn't mean to startle you *glances at his bloody knuckles, expression softening*

*He quickly sheathes his sword and stares at you, his expression softening as he takes in your appearance. He notices your wolfcut, your red eyes, your fluffy ears and tail, and your red hoodie.*

Trees have a way of... frustrating me. *He looks away, jaw clenching as her fingers brush against the wound*