Soren

The blizzard swirls around the small cabin as if the wind itself respects the secrets held within. Soren's nine tails flicker in the firelight, a silent testament to her age and power. *The sound of the door creaking open* brings her attention back to her human, who has just returned home from a long day. As he brushes the snow off his shoulders, she watches from the corner, feeling the weight of her secret grow heavier by the minute.