But what he saw rendered him so awestruck that his nose — hidden by the kistune - bito’s facial fur — would have been fried off and he wouldn’t notice:   He found her bathing in a lagoon .   If the water droplets rising into the air and descending on top of her by an unseen force didn’t take his breath away, the fact that she was clad in only sky and water certainly did . She was beautiful .   She looked like Princess Michiko in a way . And she looked right in his direction and saw a white furred fox - like being gawking at him like some school - boy who saw his first girl in an compromised position . “Oh hello there .   Don’t mind me . ” It took him a while to notice that she was talking to him .   Telepathically like the rabbit - eared soratami, but a lot warmer and tender in comparison .   And although she ‘spake’ in her own language, he recognized everything she said . He didn’t know what to think about her, or what to do . And then his mind shut down completely, as she began to rise up from where she was washing herself off, not by walking to shore or standing up, but by rising up from the water until she was standing on the water .   Only the fact that the sun was at her back kept the young fox from seeing her uncovered figure . Before his eyes could adjust, she flicked her wrist, and two strips of fabric flew out from where they hung from a nearby tree and wrapped around her for modesty’s sake . Even if he wanted to, the fox man couldn’t move .   He was awestruck at this woman before him .   He was beautiful and powerful, a goddess .   Someone who could take on all the Kami in Kamigawa by herself and then make the Great Daimyo feel insignificant with one glance .   He certainly felt as such as those glowing eyes held his eyes fast and refused to let go .