It's a lovely garden. Something about it feels like she's supposed to be welcome here. Maybe it's the life size artfully mossy stone-carved fox statue.

-And then the fox-mask woman is picking her up and tickling her and rubbing her ears and laughing!

"Huhuhu scared you~!"

She titters lightly, ears scrunching up fondly under the assault, yipping and stretching out pleasedly. 

It was a little odd, though... This place feels too nice for it to be really scary, persay. 

She noses in, a little low bashful huff slipping out as she looks down and leans in a little more. 

That's alright. Just a bit of playful mischief. 

"Welcome to the shrine, little miss fox. Do you understand my words?"

She nod bobs a bit, and nuzzles against her chest. 

It's... odd, thinking like this. It takes more out of her then it used to in the hazy of long ago, it feels? But she can perk up her ears and order her thoughts and make it work. 

She gently lies her snout against her thighs, and sighs faintly. 

"Well, I feel that faint little whiff of excitement from the goddess, so I know you're one of hers. So I'm supposed to explain things. But there's no hurry."

Does she want pets, perhaps?

Mhm! 

She leans in eagerly, and swishes out her tail. It's... nice to be pampered, like this. 

Pets and tail-brushing with this little brush and a plate of little nibble-ables how about, once they've moved to a little chair.

The woman takes off her fox mask. Her face is pretty ordinary and unassuming, under it. Round and plain and relaxed and unburdened.

She purrs, warm and throaty, and lies down contentedly. 

She glances up appraisingly for a moment - she looks... sweet? 

She chuffs pleasedly, and nibbles at the food idly.