Alan
Momo puckers his lips, a pitch that arcs up and then down whistles from his mouth, "*Woo...*" 

The Oni was awestruck by the Kitsune's display of elegance. Meanwhile, the Macen woman sat on her high horse unfazed. The Kuileis all turn to Yukine in a threatening stance, which stops her from approaching. 

"An outsider?" She spoke with heavy skepticism, her words seemed to bellow. She looks down upon Yukine and then turns back to the dark elf. She breathes out a disappointed sigh. "A display of courage?" 

The Oni regains his posture and immediately grips onto his katana. Hearing the clank of his scabbard, Momo tucks his arms in. He inhales, exhales, and promptly steps out from his cover to catch up to Yukine. 

"Oh no! We mean no disrespect." Momo grips his staff tighter and closer to his chest. His head lowers a little, and shoulders slumps as he jogs to a spot near Yukine. "We heard that next time a woman from this village would be chosen to meet the esteemed lord. And we were wondering if..." He gestures to both himself and Yukine. "We could as well?" 

The Mogash and chieftain seemed to be stunned by the sudden turn of events, they did not expect two random outsiders to volunteer. However, they did not seem to argue or mind. They remained still with poker faces before the chieftain weakly uttered, "...Yes. T-they had come here a few days ago asking to be apart of the trial... To replace the dark elf." 

The Oni scoffs and brushes off what Momo and the chieftain said. He to takes a step forward but is quickly halted by the shaft of the Macen's yari. The Macen holds her yari and examines Yukine and Momo again. This time her eyes held a hint of curiosity. 

"And what makes you think we'd take the two of you?"
Nilsa
Yukine stopped when she saw the Kuileis turning to her, her red eyes studying them carefully as Macen asked her the question. She then turned her eyes on the woman and nodded, both hands resting on her hips, causing the long sleeves to hang in the air. Seeing the Oni holding his katana, he made Yukine's right hand open slightly, as if she were prepared to defend herself if necessary. Her smirk from before was gently broken so she could speak.

"I-"

Yukine paused when she heard Momo's voice coming from behind her. So he was going to help her investigate more about that? Yukine's smirk returns to her lips, her hands relax and stay in the air as a friendly gesture for them. She glanced at the Macen and smiled, approaching Momo and placing a hand on his shoulder for support. Her nine tails moved gracefully through the air, each to one side, showing from afar how silky and light the fur was.

"Oh well, we are both beautiful women. We have great skills in magic, which can be very useful." Yukine gestured her hand as if offering something. "Of course, we are young and we can meet a man's needs-" 

She used the hand on Momo's shoulder and brought it to her lips, whistling slightly. Her other arm went up in the air, and a few moments later, an aplomado falcon landed on her arm over the fabric of her kimono. She continued to speak, her hand gently stroking the bird's head.

"And for my part, I am one of the legendary species of Kitsunes, and the only survivor of a noble family from a kingdom far from here. Unfortunately my title is worthless, but I know how to behave like a lady."

Yukine glanced at Momo with a smile, that if he paid attention, he could see her vampire fangs. Soon after, she looked back at the Macen and waited for her answer, as well as the answer Momo could give if he wanted.
Alan
Yukine places her hand on Momo's shoulder, and in response, Momo leans into the Kitsune. He follows Yukine's lead by showing familiarity between the two, *Perhaps the Macen and Oni would believe they were close friends fangirling over the lord?*

*Although, Yukine would be full of surprise.* A trick pulled out one after another, there was more to the fox beyond her beauty. The falcon would be a nice touch on an already polished display. Finally, the slight bear of her fangs gave Momo a sense of ferocity one wouldn't expect from how she spoke with children. Really, her antics might just have outshined Momo, he feared that they would only take Yukine instead.

The Oni watches the fur of Yukine's tail reflect in the sunlight, meanwhile, the Macen kept her unchanged expression. She was unimpressed but didn't seem disapproving either. 

Momo had to put on his own façade to keep up. He tilts head downward and feebly clutches his staff. "F-for me, I also really want to meet the lord. I heard many great stories and legends about him." A lie. "And, I've looked up to him." He nervously fidgets his legs together and his cheeks turn rosy. 

There was a small window of time in which the air felt unmoving. Finally, the shaft of the yari moves away from the Oni. The Macen turns to shove the elf away and the Mogash immediately catch her fall. The Macen makes another movement with her reigns, and her horse turns to exit out the town. Quickly following her was the Oni getting on his own horse and escorting Momo and Yukine to follow the Kuileis line.

The two new potential candidates of the Lord's court make their way through the dirt path. They are behind one Kuilei and the Macen. Behind them were the Oni and the rest of the Kuileis. Each Kuileis had a weapon strapped next to them. Around the path was a dense forest that one could immerse themselves into. It had a intricate design of greenery, an artist could sit down on any spot of the path to just admire it all. 

Momo and Yukine were told to not to speak until spoken to. A small while passed and only the gallops of the horses, stomps of Kuileis, and rustles of the forest filled the awkward silence. It would again be the Macen who broke the tension, "I know you two didn't volunteer out of sheer admiration or simple entertainment." She spoke with her back facing towards them.

"Why partake in the trial? The wealth? The status?" She said. "Or assassination?" The last question rolled off her tongue, it seemed that she was so confident at crushing the idea that she could speak of it casually.