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Lian · 3/23/2026, 2:35 PM

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It was indeed! Lian could do nothing to make the smile splitting her features any more measured, any more graceful - there was no one else around, so she decided it would be no issue if the heavenly daughter of the Tianlong gave a gleeful little wiggle and beamed as the tiny - how was he so tiny! - boy re-emerged from the den with something grasped in his teeth.

Fluffy, and white; it obscured him for a moment in the full light of day before he set the pelt down to extol Lian's praises. A thrilled coo lilted from the princess' lips, as she took in the boy's healthy bearing of his own insubstantial weight, the brightness of his sapphire eyes. The danger of his birth-day had long passed. Lian eagerly tried to put her fears to rest. Here, with Muchen, it worked. In the quiet hours of her day, when her mind has no puzzle to pick apart except the inevitability of her fate and still all the things she cannot be sure of, it will return.

For now, she is in the overcast sunshine with Tianlong's truest treasure, and her heart swells even as her gaze flits over the shades of his coat. He has Kexin's chimeric fractures. Where Touying's furthest points are bathed in dark, Muchen wears clay and rabbit-pelt-white. A thought, half-formed, flitted across her mind. Lian's psyche flinched back from it, though, shuttered the access to such musings. With urgency, she wrested her attention to the worthy recipient of it before her. Her paws shifted with care, so she could lower herself closer to the pup's level.

You honor me; it is indeed beautiful. Lian is not well-experienced with children. This seems like a good opportunity to gain some, so she settles more comfortably on her belly and nods toward the depths of the den. Have you anymore treasures to show me, 虎子 ?

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