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Fujiwara Dynasty (Shuryōchō)
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Species
Wolf

Sex
Male (He/Him)

Age
3 years, 11 months

Height
Very Tall

Weight
Average

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Pink Coral (#CC8899)

Fur
Steel, slate, silver

Scent
• Sun-warmed sand • Vanilla • Foral • Melon •

Oddities
Webbed toes

Mark of Mythris
Faint fur bioluminescence

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For Izumi, after the wedding —

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The tide rose high, but the sun rose higher. And the day, though crisp, still offered the gentle touch of warmth reminiscent of the dying summer. And Makara would smile, blinking into the cloudless blue sky as he gathered the belongings at his paws.

Since the wedding, he'd been considering a gift for the Drottning Empress. It was wonderful, her marriage, and to such a thrillseeker as the Silfurfrakki ( Osamu)! He wished nothing but lifetimes of abundance for them, and what better way than to offer something traditional to the now-pregnant matriarch!

He'd collected a set of two rabbit hides. Small, as they were, but he'd taken time since the wedding to skin the rabbits and let their pelts dry in the warm daylight that remained. Makara was quite unversed in the sheer number of pups that wolves had, so he had figured two would suffice. They were small outfits, of course, for the young! Something to keep them warm with the coming winter months.

Little coats.

Oh they'd look so cute!

The other thing he'd collected was a fresh ocean cod — full of vitamins for the pregnant mother, of course! Protein, omega 3s, iodine! He was almost certain that Izumi must love fish — she'd been so excited about his noted skills with fish, hunting, and storage.

The dragon smiled, picking up his small bundle of gifts awkwardly in his mouth and trotting toward the denning areas in search of Izumi.

He would do his best not be be disruptive, slipping betwixt the gentle groves of purple florals and becoming wrapped in their scent. As he neared the heartland of the Rest, he would slow, placing his gifts on the ground and lifting his nose to sniff.

Izumi? His voice questioned the air, and he tasted nothing but wisteria.

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dear fellow traveler - by Makara - 10/13/2026, 9:03 PM

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