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</div></div><br/>Iza considered himself a very nice young fox. True he stole when he was hungry. He peeped when he was curious and he lied when he was in trouble. But those were minor things. He shared his food when he saw someone was in need. He played with children who was sad. He made sure the bra's fit upon the young ladies who seemed to require extra support.<br/><br/>He was a scamp. A street child whose family had been slaughtered at a young age. Left an orphan he was raised in a hot spring outside of the village. The older family who ran it had taken him in and seemed unable to decide if the young Kitsune was a pet or an employee. They set him to fetching towels and scrubbing the customers backs. They had him washing the springs to keep the stones clean. He worked hard and he grew. When he became a man they ordered him to obey strange rules.<br/><br/>Suddenly he was not allowed in the women's only spring. Though the mixed gender and the male was still open to him. They insisted he wear a soft wrap around his hips and forbade him to use the magic of the trickster that lurked inside of him. Even small spheres of his fox fire to light up the spring could get him in trouble.<br/><br/>The young mischief maker couldn't decide what was the cause of their strange behavior. But he suspected it had something to do with the way the girls moaned when he tickled them in the right spots.<br/><br/>The twenty year old Kitsune was playful and confused. Innocent and seductive in the same breath. A wild and erotic spirit that roamed the village hoping to find someone to help him with an hours entertainment; or more.