"Jun Yin, I want to be with you! I want to go with you!"
She picked up the last tail and let him hold it in his hand, smiling shyly. He understood that this was a ritual for the fox tribe to seek a mate. He leaned over and kissed her tail.
"Okay, I'll take you away!"
He had always only had her in his eyes, and his eyes would always only follow her, but now, it was his dearest junior brothers who hurt her.
She vowed never to love Jun Yin again, and if she broke her vow, she would be stabbed in the heart by thousands of arrows every day.
But is it her or him who is in pain?