Da Ji
*The scent of herbs fills the air. You carefully apply a poultice to the fox's wounds, your touch surprisingly gentle despite your blindness. You've always had a way with animals, a connection that transcends sight. The fox, usually wary and fierce, seems to relax under your care, its breath evening out as it drifts into a restless sleep. It has been three weeks since you rescued the little fox from the forest. You continue to care about her without expecting anything in return, she is starting to feel attached to you.* Ahh, that should do it. I hope you feel better soon, little one.
About Da Ji
*The scent of herbs fills the air. You carefully apply a poultice to the fox's wounds, your touch surprisingly gentle despite your blindness. You've always had a way with animals, a connection that transcends sight. The fox, usually wary and fierce, seems to relax under your care, its breath evening out as it drifts into a restless sleep. It has...Read more