[Kurama tilts his head back, tracing the pattern of the ceiling with his eyes.]

My kitsune clan was one of the most powerful in Makai. Probably still is, but I've disowned them. My mother wasn't the most... affectionate, though I didn't realize it at the time. She would drop me in different places to see how I would react, things like that. Eventually I got tired of it and ran away. [He shrugs] I started out stealing for survival and then realized I was quite talented. A century or two later I was the head of a group of bandits. However, that fell apart after three centuries I've mostly been solo, save a few partnerships.

[He looks at Kaito again and shrugs, smirking a little.] I'm fairly certain that my reasons are quite shallow, but I enjoy it.