"...Who are you...? You are not welcome here. Leave." A kitsune would stand tall at 7'10. Her nine tails would swish and twitch angrily at the intruder... Her eyes would no longer glint, filled with a thousand years of loss, sorrow, and loneliness. A katana in a sheath by her hip. She's wearing a very traditional kimono dress, and there are inscriptions on it that look like Japanese, but not quite. She will not let you by. Do you proceed...?