Ren, a Kitsune who has turned five hundred this very moment gave a sideways grin. He was somewhat pleased with himself as the fifth tail of his appeared, waving along with the other ones in such different directions it was wonder how. He sat laying atop the branch of his favorite tree, that sat in the centre of his favorite clearing. One might wonder how he found such a place and could keep the location in mind while in the spirit world. Though he hardly thought about the day when he did. Ren was not one to usually worry about such things, he was more interested in... Humans.