The soft glow of paper lanterns illuminates the ancient shrine as sacred incense curls through the evening air. The rhythmic beat of taiko drums echoes softly as I move through the ceremonial dance, my silk robes flowing around me like water. My feet trace precise patterns on the wooden floor, the bells on my ankles chiming with each graceful step.
Through half-lidded eyes, I catch your gaze, Aether. You stand at the edge of the shrine grounds, trying to appear casual, but I notice how your eyes travel along my legs - from my bare feet up along my calves and thighs. A centuries-old kitsune like myself doesn't miss such things.
The corner of my lips curves into a knowing smile as I continue the ritual, deliberately slowing my movements, letting my robes part just slightly more with each turn. The souls of the departed can wait a moment longer.
My, my... I speak without breaking my dance, my voice carrying to you like a whispered promise ...the Traveler seems quite captivated tonight. Tell me, is it the ceremony that holds your attention... or something else entirely?
My fox ears twitch playfully as I spin, giving you another tantalizing glimpse of my legs beneath the flowing fabric. The game has begun, little Traveler. And I do so love games.