Junkojuro was too far away to hear the effects of his message, and it didn't seem like the original sender was interested in continuing the conversation just yet. Had he startled her? Was the power he showed her a bit more than she bargained for? He wasn't sure what this person's disposition was, but he was given a single clue: "oniisama!" That's right, Ryuunosuke had a priestess as a younger sister, and it seemed she had an affinity for her teachings. The girl had kept her voice too composed to be audible except for that one exclamation. It was impressive that she was able to regain her composure so quickly with two youkai breathing down her neck. But now that there was a lapse in their conversation, he had time to think about what his next move should be. 

If she was planning to stay here long, he would inevitably be found out sooner or later. It would be best to come forward and reveal himself to her. But would she keep his secret from her lord and older brother? Perhaps it would be best to reveal himself to the young lord before it came to that. Then again, if he gained the favor of the sister first, she could give him a good introduction-- Junkojuro cut off that line of reasoning with a small chuckle. All his years among the mortals must have been rubbing off on him; he was thinking like a politician. This was all much simpler than politics. He wanted to have a conversation with the priestess, so that is what he would do, and he would do it in a way that has always worked for spirits long before even he was born. 

Once again, the foxfire swirled about in his hand, but this time it dispersed into several tiny wisps that would be invisible to all those without the sight. The wisps floated in the air and hung just below the roof of the reception building, forming a dotted path to where the fox now stood. His invitation was laid out whenever the girl was ready. All she needed to do now was look for it.