Shadow - Tip, named for his gray tips of his nine tails, said that not in anger but in detached amusement .   Of anyone who knows of his son, he knows that Shadow - Tail means well, both as a Samurai and as a Kitsune .   It was a pity that the Daimyo dismissed him as a ne’er - do - well .   He’s not that bad . Shadow - Tip stood up in his traditional priest robes using his ringed staff as leverage, and placed a reassuring hand on his son’s shoulder .   “<Tell me what you have found . >” “<As you expected, Father, this island has found more castaways .   Two female humans, one a child with pointy ears and blond hair, the other was older, with red hair like a fire, and with abilities above and beyond anyone any of us would know . >” “<Was the older one responsible for the lava flowing in the air above us?>” “<Yes . >” “<As I suspected .   They must be beings from this plane .   I do not know whatever or not they’ll be hostile to us though .   What would your young mind suggest, Shadow - Tail?>” “<I do not want to anger the older one, but I suspect that the two are as lost as we are and try to survive .   That lava was used to make some sort of signal for a ship to rescue them .   That was all I managed to see before returning . >”   Shadow - Tail lowered his head . “<I think she saw me, I’m sad to say . >” “<Don’t be so hard on yourself, my son . >”   Shadow - Tip sniffed the air .   “<We might be finding out if they’re friendly soon enough .   It appears that our presence is noted by both women, and the younger one is taken curiosity in where we are . >” Shadow - Tail’s eyes went wide .   But he didn’t get to protest . “<I’ll go off to head the child off .   You go on and keep an eye on the other one . >”