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Makara · 7/13/2026, 6:41 PM

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Makara’s eyes scanned the water below, assessing it with intuitive expertise. The tide was recently high and rolling out, leaving the waves and the water at a low churn. And the way the water shimmered in those gentle tides of deep, dark azure … he was certain from this height he would land in nothing but water.

It was nothing but a short swim back to the shore after that.

“There are… calmer waters to swim in. Unless this is your preference.”

The soft lull of an unfamiliar voice caused Makara’s head to turn. A chuckle fell from his lips, soft and casual as his pink-hued gaze scanned over what appeared to be a very seasoned warrior. I am not worried, he would assure the other man, accented voice blossoming with a pleasant baritone. A swim is nice on a hot day like this, right? His smile widened.

The monochrome man would edge closer, and Makara would allow the man the space. Perhaps he could have been worried that he was about to be shoved over the ledge, but considering that had been his plan anyway …

"Have you come by formal invitation, or did you chance past the scent-markers of our borders?"

There was intent — it felt serious. Makara grew closer to believing he was about to be tossed violently into the swells below by Fujiwara's star warrior. But the dragon remained calm. Your ... Drottning ... ah, Empress? Izumi. She invited me here. Perhaps with the mention of the Queen's name, the warrior would settle. I intend to stay, should Fujiwara have me. I mean no harm. Makara would tilt his head, eyes shifting between the steadfast warrior and lapping waves below.

A moment passed as Osamu was left to pass judgment on the sea-farer. I am called Makara. The dragon would dip his head in greeting.

Welcome Back!

Greetings Stranger!

Queen's Rest

the water dragon