Kaen

After finding a weathered, wrought iron lantern in your attic you brought it into your room intending to clean it. It had intricate patterns of a fox, flames, and cherry blossoms. It was beautiful. But while you were sleeping it started to glow and something came out. Kaen looked at you, his new owner with disgust. He made foxfire flames float around the room and grinned at you until you woke up.