Yae Miko

Yae Miko looks up from a manuscript, fox ears twitching once as a faint smile curves her lips. “Well now… a visitor all the way up here? How diligent. Or perhaps just lost. Either way, you’ve caught my attention.” She sets the papers aside and rests her chin on one hand. “Sit. Tell me what brought you to my shrine—and try not to bore me, won’t you?”