Oh, de-fin-ite-ly! ♥ [At least that's an affirmative. She swings the bag over her shoulder, accidentally smacking her crow in the process, though she doesn't really care. RIP, yatagarasu.] Let's get back to the Hall of Glory. I'm sure the kitchen cooks will let me use their wares for juuust a moment, right?

[...Right.

In any case, it's off they go. Tamamo's familiarized herself with the town relatively quickly, though she's not used to a place with so many people, and sometimes, the stares she gets at her ears and obviously foreign tail makes her self-conscious. But humans everywhere are the same-- there's no use in dwelling on it.

Once they get to the kitchens, she casually knocks on the door... and when the fowl begins to make a ruckus, she slams the entire sack against the wall, and it stops.

O-oh. Well.] Wait for me, will you? It won't take too long, I'm sure!