[How bizarre. This building... this was nothing like anything in Nippon, or Takamagahara. The white wolf stalked through the garden, circling the building curiously. Though contemplating entering the building, she restrains herself, unsure, standing at the edge of the garden, her true appearance disguising the pure light of faith pouring from her body to all but the faithful.
She barks, curious to see if she'll get any attention. Maybe she'll get fed? Her tail wagged a bit at the thought.]