Abeno pov:
He had been walking for hours, the sun was already on the horizon. Abeno knew that he should head back to camp as everyone would be waking up soon and find that he had also disappeared during the night. He did not want to have to face the consequences of being found out. Yet, with these thoughts running through his head Abeno continued forward anyway. After the sun had made it well into the sky and birds started chirping, Abeno stopped to have a short rest, after all he had been walking all night without relying on the help of the mononokean.

As Abeno prepared to continue on his search he noticed that it had become quiet and everything had grown still. Ting,ting! There! The sound of bells. Abeno headed in the direction of a well shaded area by the side of what seemed to be a cliff. As he drew closer the the edge, Abeno slowed down and kept to the shadows as he felt numerous Yokai presences up ahead. This was it, as he carefully peered over the edge, Abeno scanned the area and soon he spotted an entrance in the cliff face was a small crack in the giant wall, but yet big enough for a person to still fit surrounding clearing and cliff edges were covered in bells and other charms stuck on strips of cloth along with numerous incantations and spells that he could not recognize. Abeno guessed that these were the reason that he found it so hard to sense anything remotely spiritual in the forest until they were only mere meters away from him.

To make matters worse, there were four Kitsune guarding the entrance and they were way too big for Abeno to exorcise by himself... While pondering what to do, he heard sticks crunch under foot behind him. For the briefest second Abeno felt a dangerously powerful presence before the world went black.

The white haired kitsune sniffed the boy before motioning somone else to pick him up.
"This one smells like a Hanyo too, lock him up with the other one, I'm off now." He grunted as he shape shifted into a handsome blue eyed brown haired middle aged man. As he turned away from the boy on the cliff edge, he was greeted by a couple equally attractive men dressed in police uniforms. He was simply patted on the back and handed his uniform as they walked off towards an old, well hidden path that led to a small village well up the mountain path.

Hanae pov:
"Hey! wake up whore!"
Hanae was uncourteously shaken from his slumber and ripped from the mattress on the floor. Still on his knees, he shifted his gaze to the Male towering above him.
"hmm? It seems that you have dirtied your clothes, better take them off and dispose of them then."

The Kitsune unceremoniously stripped of this clothing and flung back on to the mattress. The man left quickly left the room and shortly returned with a maid who then proceeded to wash the blood from hanaes body. When the male Kitsune was satisfied with the result and before the maid could even dress Hanae he gruffly grabbed the woman and thrust her from the room.
Raking his eyes over hanaes body appreciatively, he gave a grunt and walked to the wall where some fine silver chains hung. Turning to Hanae with a glint in his eye, he stepped forward. Sensing the malice in the Kitsunes actions, Hanae ducked and tried to run for the door that had been left ajar.
"Be a good little whore and let me chain you up for the master, after all you are almost ripe for the taking, ha ha ha!" The man cruelly bellowed as he grabbed for Hanae, knocking him to the ground roughly and knocking him into a fitful slumber.