"{RYK} Raposo Yako Kiyóche -
In shadows deep where secrets roam,
The cross fox weaves through twilight's foam,
A nogitsune with eyes that gleam,
A trickster born from darkened dream.
With fur of fire and heart so cold,
Its tales of chaos, legends told,
Through mist and moon, it dances wild,
A wraith-like form, a wicked child.
Oh, cross fox, in your dance of night,
You blur the lines 'twixt wrong and right,
In whispers low and laughter vile,
You twist the truth with cruelest style.
The forest shivers at your call,
As shadows stretch and secrets fall,
With every step, the fates collide,
In chaos spun, where dark gods hide.
So heed the tales of the cross fox’ rage,
A nogitsune’s darkened stage,
For in its wake, the world’s untamed,
And sanity’s a fleeting flame."