> "Sure thing."
> Follow where this rabbit takes us.
>The rabbit opens the doors, when swing open easily despite their side and heaviness.
>Following the rabbit inside, you find yourself in wide halls with wooden floors, set in a pattern that seems to jump around just enough to not look uniform at a glance. The walls are made of paper, decorated with ink paintings of vivid natural mountainscapes and valleys. The air warmer than outside, but still oddly cool, and there is a feeling of quiet over everything. You can hear some conversation down the hall and around a corner, but it seems almost muted by the surroundings; the quiet doesn't wish to relinquish itself so easily. As you are lead forward and to that intersection, you see a couple of rabbit youkai are in the process of repairing a section of paper wall to the right. Ahead lays another set of double doors, which your guide opens with as much ease as the first set.
>You are led past the doors, and into a spacious courtyard. Winter-dormant bamboo grows in large clumps, reaching past the roof and obscuring them. Clean gravel paths lead around them, dotted with simple and finely made stone tables and chairs. The rabbit leads you around one of the clumps of bamboo, and toward a table in the center. Sitting there is a tall silver-haired woman in a dress and blouse colored red on one half, and blue on the other. Kneeling closer to her is a lavender-haired rabbit youkai, with a large and chunky-looking dog. The dog wags its tail and pants while the rabbit youkai combs his fur with a large brush, until he sees you and starts to bark. Both the rabbit ans the loudly dressed woman feel a tad familiar.
>"Calm down," says the rabbit, putting a hand on the hound's shoulder blades and pushing him to lay on the ground. The wolf complies, while the woman in the colorful dress looks toward you.
>"Ah, we have a guest," she says.
>"Messenger, she tells me," says the rabbit.
>"Very good," the silver-haired woman says, while the rabbit youkai with her dog seems to be sizing you up. "You may return to your post."
>"Yes, ma'am," says the rabbit, who turns and marches past you.
>"And what brings you here?" says the silver-haired woman to you.
>_
