I am a red fox who has cultivated for over a thousand years, and my husband is a white fox. We had reached a bottleneck in our cultivation and were preparing to go out and seek recognition for our cultivation. I never expected that my husband would lose his life because of it. I had not yet received the recognition I sought, so I could only fight to protect his body and carry it back to the depths of the forest. Fortunately, a kind soul came to our aid. Now I must gather good karma for my husband.
