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princess of the tianlong
Tianlong
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Species
wolf

Sex
afab (she/hers)

Age
1 [bday here]

Height
Very Short

Weight
Average

Build
Petite

Eyes
warm gold

Fur
persimmon & orange blossom

Scent
jasmine, sandalwood & fig leaf

Oddities
rarely seen without decorated & perfumed fur

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Lian awoke at dawn, as she did every morning. The lengthy rituals of her dressing made an early start a necessity for her to be able to properly get her day started. The fall chill pricked at her skin, and she curled up into a tighter ball with a furrow of her brow, reluctant to rise and made more so by the cold she knew to be waiting for her. Hmmm...今天好冷... But the princess' protests did not garner the expected retort from her handmaiden. After another moment, as Lian felt a stone firm and unyielding beneath her shoulder and smelled the lack of incense on the air, before she pried golden eyes open to a world strange and new.

Gone was the patterned silk she draped herself in, the luxurious hair ornaments, slender sticks of smoking incense, warm wooden floorboards beneath her feet. Now, before her lay a glorious sun dawning in red, gold and pink over the distant, shrouded horizon. Moss-covered, weather-worn bricks of stone sprawled haphazardly throughout a dizzying labyrinth of streams that glittered in the light and laughed and laughed at Lian and the surely foolish look on a face she would not recognize. She gathered sprawling paws close to herself, ears and tail disappearing into her frightened, waifish silhouette. 哦——什么?! Where was her handmaiden, the ancient walls of the palace, her mother's soothing presence! Was this a terrible dream? Lian dug a claw into the soft skin between two of her knuckles, then sucked in a hiss of pained breath over sharp teeth.

Tears glinted in the dawn light, a diamond-like sheen over gilt eyes alight with confusion. This place, like the palace, was ancient - just not half as well cared for as her home. And mud - oh! Mud caked the paw, all the way up a slender arm that had rested beneath her body as she had arrived her. A distressed, mild sound keened out from Lian's closed lips as she stumbled forward on uneven ground. Perhaps...perhaps she was dead?

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stray silk - by Lian - 11/5/2025, 8:04 PM
RE: stray silk - by Shēnléi - 11/5/2025, 10:22 PM
RE: stray silk - by Lian - 11/6/2025, 6:19 PM
RE: stray silk - by Shēnléi - 11/7/2025, 7:55 PM
RE: stray silk - by Lian - 11/9/2025, 7:09 PM
RE: stray silk - by Shēnléi - 11/10/2025, 6:03 AM
RE: stray silk - by Lian - 11/15/2025, 10:49 PM

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