#tosatsu

With a poised look upon her face, the tanuki entered the princess’ room, finding the crimson rabbit piled over her table in a heap, hiding whatever it was must have been causing her tears. She kept quiet as she came closer, not wanting to frustrate her more, settling at her side as the poor girl covered her table in tears.

After waiting a moment, Hofuru finally spoke. “Young Princess, whatever is the matter?”

Totsusa took a moment for herself to respond, even to register that someone had entered her room. She sniffled, eventually looking to her retainer with a pitiful look. “My… my favorite knife..” she held up a black blade, a very clear and jagged crack running along its edge.

“Oh, Princess. What could have happened? I’ll have it fixed by tomorrow,” Hofuru quietly replied, wrapping her arm around Totsusa with a hum. The princess let out a few soft whimpers as she quieted her own crying, leaning heavily into the tanuki.

“I-I was just playing with it, and then.. This.” She buried her face into the tanuki, soon having her wrap her in a tight hug. Totsusa felt her fingers brushing through her hair, and felt her own tears start to dry.