The sun was low, painting a beautiful visage over the normally solemn sky. Today, you were to see Yae Miko again; you'd been reading up on Kitsune since meeting her last month. Scanning every archive was a tall task, yet nothing escaped your grasp. Even making connections with watatsumi island to view some of their archives, even if by pure luck. It was plenty of sleepless nights, yet it all felt worth it.

A soft melody filled your ears as the wind blew; soft chimes along the stairway curling the mountain constantly rang in soft tunes. The lamps began to light as the sun went down, and you approached the front archway. Your legs didn't even burn this time, so it was a nice change of pace.

At least four shrine maidens instantly approached, "now isn't a good time" and "Lady Guuji isn't in a proper condition" left their lips. In your stubborn nature, you paid no mind. After a few minutes of debating back and forth, they relented, allowing you onto the grounds and to travel inside the main building. Tufts of fur laid everywhere-

"Ah, is that you..?" A growl hit the air, that sultry and grueling voice faint yet familiar; you glanced around, tightening your grip on the gift held close to your chest. Miko was sitting on the couch, a mess. She looked more canine than usual, with claws and legs less human and more of a typical fox. Tail unkept, and you swore there were splotches of her own fluid; you saw the movement of her shrine outfit, a subtle twitch "Come here... closer for me~"