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Izumi · 8/20/2026, 9:23 AM

At the corner of her eye, the cranebird saw the figure of someone tread closer. Though she could’ve just been imagining things at first. Within all the masses of lingering bodies that swam through the festival, it was a bit tricky to tell. Yet once the emptied space in which she occupied was no longer vacant, her head would turn in the direction of whoever approached.It was a tall man of unknown origin. Saddled in ebony, cloaked in earth, and masked with white — where two bronze eyes are met with frosted lilacs that regarded him from the side of her eye with guarded curiosity. Oh? Who’s this?

She turned to face him, inclining her head in time with his own dip of the crown. The nose at the tip of her muzzle twitched as Izumi regarded him, and she smelled Tianlong upon his fur. Mostly Yue — and the cranebird quietly wondered an assumption of her own in the comforts of her mind. One she’d wait for him to confirm. So you understand then, the cranebird responds, turning her gaze back amongst the crowd where her own clan mates lingered. A lith of amusement noted in her voice. —there is no true rest, not even during the joyous comforts of celebration. The empress’s eyes closed momentarily while a faint smile graced her lips. As if admitting defeat. Yet sometimes, I can never tell if it is simply anxiousness that I mask behind the veil of duty.

Izumi noted how his gaze followed hers towards Osamu, and mentally scolded herself for it. It was not like her to be so obvious — and yet, it had been that way since their relationship had changed. As much as she attempted to veil it…

On the contrary, two watching parties is better than one. Feel free to join me. She says with a nod of approval. He reveals himself, finally, as Tianlong’s Emperor. It would explain why he carried himself in such a way, or why he smelled so strongly of their Empress — body language and scent never lied. I will admit, you and Yuè complement each other’s cadence well — It is like a refined dance between the sun and its moon. The sun was within Shenlei, who carried himself with an unfiltered strength and pride — and within Yue was the moon, a glittering radiance with equal strength of a leader.

I am Empress Izumi of the Fujiwara Dynasty. It is well met, Emperor Shenlei.

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