The route Tamani lead him on was completely devoid of trails, and in some places the undergrowth was so deep that she almost disappeared into it. As they walked, the woods only got darker, as the canopy grew thicker. Just as Lazarus was beginning to curse himself for not bringing a blade of some sort, the foliage gave way to a small clearing. Sitting in the center, bathed in a shaft of sunlight, was a small shrine of standing stones and long burnt out candles. Sitting on top of the shrine was a small plate with a few berries on it. But, what really grabbed Lazarus's attention was the small gold statue of a many tailed fox.
"Well, here we are, the fox shrine," declared Tamani, as she walked over to one of the stones and leaned over it, pointing her privates directly at Lazarus. "Now, I believe I was promised some baby batter," she cooed, wiggling her ass expectantly.