Near the forest where this shrine stood, a young man by the name of Marcus walked along the trails, hunched over with his hands in his pockets, his overall look seemed upset. With a heavy sigh, he walked along the old forest paths, looking to try and find some silence in which he could clear his head of the mess that was today.
Why of all days does this have to happen to me? He thought to himself, Of all the days to come, I had to get laid off today, right before my rent and other bills are due. How am I expected to keep up with my payments if everyone who gives me a job keeps throwing me aside like that?! I can already hear my parents, 'I am not surprised you're without a job again Marcus, why can't you be like your brother and go into business? He has already offered you a job with him!'
Marcus sighed, his shoulders low and head drooping, he hated his life currently, if only he could get some kind of help. A job would be lovely to be completely honest, but with his luck, there wont be anyone hiring. He thought of moving and trying his luck elsewhere, but then he thought, what could be any different?
He rubbed his temples on his head and as he did, tripped over a wooden sign. He fell with a grunt, cursing his horrible luck, wondering what idiot put a sign up. Looking up, he stopped dead in his tracks, a temple? How did he not notice this huge thing here before? He never remembered a temple being here, and hes visited this forest more than once. The sign caught his attention and he looked over to read it, "Leave an offering to gain help from the fox spirit" he read aloud. He gave a small snort of laughter, he was never the superstitious type... but then again, he was at the end of his leash.
"Anything to help would be appreciated I guess" he said with humor in his voice, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a peanut butter sandwich wrapped in plastic. He set down the sandwich at the foot of the temple and waited patiently, humoring himself on this childish nonsense before he would decide to head back.