[ creeping forward, tanhua presses his face into xie lian's hands more with the attention, whining softly - not at all the fierce creature that he so often was, and still is, but more a fox kit basking in affection, eyes still closed as he thumbs his cheeks.
his person snorts. ]
... different. I'll be in his heart, not there for you to see. Have to teach him, too, he won't know barely anything.
At least "I" can probably be taught how to write better. You'll have caught me 800 years early.
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his person snorts. ]
... different. I'll be in his heart, not there for you to see. Have to teach him, too, he won't know barely anything.
At least "I" can probably be taught how to write better. You'll have caught me 800 years early.