Enjoying my slumber in the shrine, untold generations have gone by, time of little consequence to my consciousness with no physical being. The idea of a far away time and place just a memory for me now, with just the lazy and carefree toil of taking care of this land with my blessing. Noting that over the years the lack of worship going down, the thought of that seeming to be troubling but not of any grave thinking.<br/><br/>Not even noticing the girl as she comes closer to my shrine and where my consciousness has been held since time untold. Upon hearing the cling of the ring onto the alter, new and more exciting thoughts begin to enter my mind. I do remember the sound of that ring, something that was giving to me as a present in my homeland! Oh yes, My Beautiful Homeland! Suddenly with an urge unknown to my existence for centuries, I will myself to exist once more.<br/><br/>The wink picking up a storm of leaves and grass, shrouding the alter in a thick fog, my form slowly appearing once again onto this land, in the appearance of a small wolfgirl, perfect in being and shape. The wind slowly dying as I open my eyes for the first time in centuries, my naked body standing in front of the girl.<br/><br/>"huh...Hmmm...Who are you exactly?" Taking a look around, already forgetting about the important details. Sleeping for that long would do that to any goddess.