She laughed—a low, velvety sound—and pressed her palm against my chest. “Your heart,” she whispered. “Still racing.”
Instead, she kept glancing at the western sky. At the sliver of the new moon. Skacat- Living Together With Fox Demon -18 - 1....
I fumbled with my apartment keys, the chill of the autumn drizzle seeping through my hoodie. Beside me, Kitsu—the fox demon who had claimed my spare room (and apparently my sanity)—stood perfectly dry. Not a single droplet touched her silver-white hair or the tips of her nine tails, which swayed lazily behind her like ghosts in the mist. She laughed—a low, velvety sound—and pressed her palm
I grabbed her wrist. Her skin was burning. “Then we run.” She laughed—a low