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A few meters away from the cave entrance, a small fox lay in the grass, watching the crowd and listening in.

When she had awoken in the field, it had taken her some time to realize she was no longer in the meadow outside her village. It had been a foggy morning, and she'd been out collecting wild herbs. While it wasn't the first time she'd taken a nap in a field, it most certainly was the first time a crowd had gathered. 

When someone had awoken her, and that someone turned out to be an eight-foot-tall werewolf, she'd shifted into her ordinary fox form and bolted into the mist. Since then, she had kept to the edges of the crowd, following the repeated mentions of the cave, and the "marked people" who were meant to go inside. And now, people were going in, with varying levels of enthusiasm. This was something she had to try for herself She ducked behind a golem-like person and turned back into her "human" form, then took a deep breath.

[color=f7941d][i]All right... time to make a good impression. Nothing to worry about, just a huge crowd full of people that I've never seen anything like. In a mysterious field that definitely has some kind of magic surrounding it. Definitely got this.[/i][/color]

She strode over to a colorful young lady and a well-dressed jorōgumo outside the entrance, nodding her head hello.

[color=f7941d]"Greetings! Are you two going into the cave? It seems to be a topic of great interest among the people here."[/color]