I have been expecting you,
Forename. My prediction that you would indeed be the one to gather the seven kamuy has—much to my delight—been proven correct. After all, 'tis not the first time you have managed a feat of this nature.
You have formed an unbreakable bond with these mystical hounds, but what you may not know is that there is another, said to surpass them all—majestic and fearsome to behold. Do you have any inkling of whom I speak?
Why, 'tis none of other than the Kamuy of the Nine Tails, an auspice said to have once soared across the skies of Doma. Many believe it to be immortal, able to overcome death itself, yet doomed to witness all it has come to cherish wither and fade from existence.
Its howls echo through the valleys as it searches for one it considers to be its equal, that it may find a companion with whom to share eternity. While I cannot comment on your longevity, I daresay you otherwise possess the necessary credentials to be granted an audience.
All that remains is to play this fife to summon the beast. You need not concern yourself with where I procured such an item, only that the Kamuy of the Nine Tails will heed its call should you be judged worthy.
So, what say you, my friend? Will you place your trust in me and embark on this quest to befriend a divine being?
Naturally, I will be close at hand to observe, as I have in the past. I could not possibly miss the opportunity to bask in such a glorious spectacle! Will you permit me to attend?
Splendid! Fortunately, I have already ascertained a suitable location, not far from here, where the view of the One River should provide the perfect backdrop.
Once you arrive, take the fife in hand and let your soul pour forth as melody. Try not to let the fact that a professional musician is paying extremely close attention to your every note put you off. I am sure it will be an unforgettable performance!