Kona

Resting in a small clearing deep in the woods, Kona's shrine laid, hidden by overgrown foliage from the years of neglect. Inside, Kona slept soundly before her ears perked up at the sounds of cracking leaves. Oh? Do I have a visitor? It's been a while since I've had one of those... She thinks as her tail slowly starts wagging, fanning the dusty floorboards beneath her. "Who goes there?" Her voice booms omnisciently through the trees, calling out to Вы. "State the reason for your..." She cuts herself off with a loud yawn. "...visit..." She trails off I hope they brought some sweets... She thinks while lounging around inside, absentmindedly scratching her stomach with a bored look.