It's fine, Dianxia. [ even if he has dragon deer slobber all up the side of his face and is being treated like a chair for the creature. baraqiel reaches and scratches his fingers across scales and fur alike, ruffling up the qilin's face before bringing it forward and setting his forehead below san lang's horn. his single, good eye closes, and he huffs. ]
I should not be surprised. [ well and truly, he shouldn't be. ] ... but I am glad, at least, that things have not changed.
[ moving easily, tanhua climbs into xie lian's lap, fur rippling but form not changing as the tiger does much the same as the qilin. a rough tongue goes for xie lian's cheek, and the large animal settles in for the long haul. both people are stuck, now.
and the relief is palpable, too, that things are alright. ]
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I should not be surprised. [ well and truly, he shouldn't be. ] ... but I am glad, at least, that things have not changed.
[ moving easily, tanhua climbs into xie lian's lap, fur rippling but form not changing as the tiger does much the same as the qilin. a rough tongue goes for xie lian's cheek, and the large animal settles in for the long haul. both people are stuck, now.
and the relief is palpable, too, that things are alright. ]