At this particular moment in time, the Waniguchi was curled around a rock that was placed ever so carefully in rock garden. There was only decorative lines in the sands and there was not a single blemish. It was a serene scene as the sun basked down on the nameless lizard yokai creature with a bell for a head. Of course that was not to be the case as this creature [i]felt[/i] something. Perhaps she was disturbed from the sounds in the distance or perhaps it sought something more than basking in the dark warmth. 

Slowly the creature raised its head and began to open its jaws. As the facsimile of a maw separated the upper and lower jaws there was a slight bit of metallic ringing alongside wooden creaking. With uncertain movements, as after all this creature was navigating a strange darkness that they only seemed to be a part of, the creature raised its anterior claw on the right side and swung it down. The Waniguchi manipulated its digits around to assure that it was just sand they were going to enter.

Once it was assured to be safe, the yokai began to scamper down the rock and landed upon the sand. With a few more motions of the jaws, with that ever prominent noise, the Waniguchi determined where it was. Swinging its head wildly from side to side the beast dashed out of the zen garden carelessly knocking down various statues. Of course for the harder of the little decorations that struck against it, the yokai would let out a horrible sounding wail, but these moments were few and far between.

These ornate and painstakingly crafted designs were now replaced with a hodgepodge of yokai tracks; but the creature had successfully exited. And so the Waniguchi continued to tromp its way in no particular direction.