It had been a particularly humid couple of days, with scatter showers every now and then. It was most certainly a beautiful time, with the season starting to change over. Yunchang was not completely sure what was happening with certain trees as they started to slowly change color, but he found himself walking through the jungle nearby and compared with ones stayed green and which ones seemed different.

He was not exactly the most careful creature in the world. He often would make a mad dash out of no where, only to pause and roll around in some grass for a bit, taking a break and admiring the scenery. Green was most certainly his favorite color. He could marvel in the beautiful shades all around him, and become completely absorbed in it.

Yet, life was not all fun and games. He had to go home, and he probably shouldn’t have been out for so long anyway. Once evening came, he marched his way back home. The air was thick, but no rain came today. It did yesterday, and he was certain it was going to rain tomorrow morning.

Thing is, he was starting to feel a little odd. Itchy, perhaps. As he came home, he stopped to scratch with his back leg to his shoulder. He didn’t think much of it, and then bound his way over to where he thought great sister Shuyan might be. Was she there? He wasn’t sure, so of course, he called out! SHUYAAANNNN….SHUUUUYAAANNNN….SIIISSSTTEERRRR.” he called out, voice all dramatic as always, eyes looking about, and nose tasting the air…he would find her! He always did!

Shuyan

shuyan, meanwhile, preferred her time spent inside.

the changing colors had captured her attention for a period, until it had been explained to her. autumn was coming, and then winter- and they would likely not see snow, whatever that was. for now, only rain; it filled the air with a fine mist as the sun set on the horizon. she hated being wet.

under an overhang of rock and verdant leaves, the fledgling groomed her legs and shoulders contentedly, only pausing when she heard... someone crashing around nearby.

but between her family and haoran's children, there was always someone making noise. she twitched an ear. hearing nothing, she went back to licking- until the noise-maker in question started shrieking her name in a familiar voice.

the rain did not matter anymore. the sleeping dragon sprung to her paws-and found him after only a short sprint, damp and speckled with mud and grass. a quick sniff of the air told her that he was not injured- only filthy and in need of a bath- and the little bristle of hackles subsided.

she arched an eyebrow at him instead. "yunchang?" what was wrong with him now?

He trots around, smelling about until he does indeed catch the scent of his sister…the best of sisters! The one who protects him from bugs! The horrid cicadas were not around at the moment, thank goodness, driven off by the rain….for now. He wondered if they would be back…the horrors!

A glance at his paws brought a wrinkle to his nose. Mud! It was so hard wanting to be clean AND all over the place at the same time. He wanted to explore, dig, and see the world no matter the weather. But…this made him dirty. Sad! What was a boy to do?

Almost completely forgetting where he was going and why, he started to wander towards a place to cleanse his feet off when he heard the voice of his sister. He perked up again, turning his head towards her direction. Immediately he burst off, legs rushing him towards the direction of her voice.

He came around the corner, a creature of strange grace, his limbs awkward at this age but once could tell he had great potential. Untapped potential. Very untapped as he swung around, tripping over his paws then and tumbling into Shuyan under the overhang. He honestly didn’t see her, but quickly he flopped over on the ground and gave her a sheepish smile.

Shuyan! I missed you! he exclaimed, rolling back towards her, rubbing his back on the ground. It felt so GOOD. It helped with an itch. Eyes opened wide. Have you ever done this, Shuyan? It gets all the itches! he proclaimed, rubbing his shoulders in with his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

He realized not the little visitors traveling with him.