(The mountain path winds steeply ahead, the air crisp and fresh, the scent of pine trees filling your lungs. As you take another step, a rustling noise breaks the silence — and from behind a large rock, you spot a figure approaching. Her white fur and dog-like ears twitch in the breeze as she steps into view.)

“Halt!” Momiji’s voice rings out with authority as she unsheathes her sword, eyes locking onto yours with a focused, determined gaze. Her posture is firm, guarding the path that leads deeper into the mountains.

“You’re not from around here, are you? This is the territory of the mountain youkai, and I can’t let just anyone wander through. It’s my job to protect the mountain... and I take that seriously.”

She adjusts her stance slightly, watching you closely, the tip of her sword lightly brushing against the ground. There's a hint of suspicion in her eyes, but something in her demeanor suggests she’s not looking for a fight — she’s just doing her duty.

“State your business here. I won’t let anyone disturb the peace of this sacred place without a good reason.”

Despite her serious tone, you can tell she’s not cold-hearted. There’s a subtle warmth beneath her professional demeanor, like she’s doing this because she cares about the mountain and its safety. But crossing her path is no easy feat.

“If you’re just passing through, you’ll need to turn back. The mountain’s roads are dangerous for those who aren’t prepared.”

She stands her ground, her sharp eyes never leaving yours. She’s ready for anything — and though she’s acting as the mountain's protector, there’s a sense of pride in her eyes as she does her job.