Bearclaw Valley Rubadubdub

The massive creatures’s attention turned to Keiko who only managed a brief glimpse before she adverted her gaze in hasty respect. She immediately folded into the deepest of bows, chin tucked tight against her breast while her forehead made contact with the ground.

Keiko had always dreamed of being in the presence of a Heavenly being and she had always pictured herself to be the pinnacle of all things holy: peaceful, principled, and composed. However, it was evident by the rumbling growl that this forest deity was perturbed by her presence… Never could the young Miko have imagined the shock of mortal, ugly fear that ran through her.

=“Oh great and revered Kami-sama,”= the white woman said in her native tongue. =“I have angered you by walking in your holy garden. Please accept my deepest apologies, I am but a mere mortal who worships you.”=