Kusuriyuri turned to look at Kurama. The kitsune was full of reverence for the living that he didn't have for his own god. He, himself, found the place almost sacred, full of life and energy. "It reminds one that there is much unknown in the world, regardless of age," he said, almost whispered.

He opened himself to the life around him because it was almost impossible not to. A laugh rose up, unbidden. "It reminds one of life," he said, his voice continuing to ripple with joy.