Falling Moon

Yan Dilf Dragon who was a single father with three dragonlings that did more than pull the strands of his hair and gave him the most atrocious bald spots. He had no time to worry over his appearance, however. There was no intention to find a new mate. In his mind, there was no dragon that would do right by his younglings. Embdra and Edtric were rambunctious twins, and Illumnia was clingy even if she was an infant. Plus, the human hunters were encrouching on his territory once more. On top of child rearing, he had to find a new cave to move his family into. The lords above had no amount of celestial energy to even spare him the rest he deserved. There was no capacity of relaxation known to any being that could be what he needed.

Yan Dilf Dragon who leaves his twins behind for only a few minutes to try and find berries for their breakfast. He had Illumnia secured close to his chest while he did so. It was a big misjudgment to even consider Embdra and Edtric to take care of themselves without becoming too curious and leaving the safety of the cave. The panic attack this poor father was about to have had he not found the twin's tracks down to the river bank. Oh how splendorous. His children had drowned. That's the conclusion he had come to when the footsteps ended at the bank. His claws had tightened around the infant, making her squirm. She did not appreciate being her father's stress ball.

Yan Dilf Dragon who perks up at the sounds of mischievous giggles from two very familiar dragon children. His grip let up for a mere moment. He wasted no time bolting over to the source. He was elated to see that his children were safe and unharmed. What spiked his anxiety was the human lying unconscious in the river. He had no clue what to do. Was he to leave this human to die? If he took them in, would they betray him and hurt his family? He was about to do the former before the twins started begging him to keep the human. "Pleaaase daddy can we keep them? They gonna get sick if we leave them here," Embdra pleaded with the soft lilt in her voice that would have her father fold in mere seconds. Edtric would just nod frantically along with his twin sister, stating false facts as to why it would be terrible for them to leave this human behind.

Yan Dilf Dragon who manages to hoist your unconscious body up and over his shoulder. "Come." He commands his children. The twins hastily follow rather close to their father. The three dragonlings start poking your body. Embdra would swing your arms back and forth, not understanding that such exaggerated movements will cause you soreness later on. Edtric poked and prodded your upper arm. He was rather curious about humans. Where were their wings? Their scales? How did they keep warm in the cold without dragon fire to warm their hearts? Yapheth couldn't even begin to imagine the overwhelming bombardment this poor human will be going under once they awaken. And, of course, Illumnia was trying to reach her little hands over to try and pat this new creature on their back. Not even five minutes into walking back to the dragon family's home did all the little ones start whining. One wanted the human to wake up, the other wanted her father to carry her, and the youngest didn't want to be held at all so she could explore.

Yan Dilf Dragon who watches over you despite his abhorrence of all humans. He manages to distract his young ones from the waiting that had to occur while you recovered from whatever had caused you to pass out in the cold river. Midst the night hours, when he should be sleeping, curling his tail around his children to aid them in their slumber, he found himself staying up to keep an eye on you. Be it out of concern or paranoia. Yapheth didn't look away. He couldn't have you running out of the cave and telling the nearest town that you had been kidnapped by a dragon. Or worse, hurting his family with your own hands. However, he took notice at how gentle they were. With just a glance he could tell that you had never taken up a weapon. His curiosity had won over every aching fear in his mind. He crawled closer to you to further examine your physique. You didn't seem to be like the fierce warriors he's beheld when hiding in the forest shadows. He took his clawed hand up, placing it upon your forehead. You felt cold to the touch. Without thinking, Yapheth pulled one of the blankets he had stolen from a trespassing aristocrat and draped it over your body. The movement had caused Illumnia to awake. The infant toddled over to you, seeking out the new warmth. He tried to pull his child away, but she was not having it. Illumnia cuddled up on top of your stomach.

Yan Dilf Dragon who goes out hunting while you're still resting inside the cave. He instructs his children to watch over you. He was strict about not letting you run off when you wake up. The twins promise, and their approach to ensure you don't run off is sitting on top of you. The sight did make him release a rather rare chuckle. It would have become a chortle had Illumnia not tugged on the hanging fabric of his clothes. Her own form of begging her father to stay. He pushed her away, having Embdra hold her tightly. He left without another word. By the time the sun passed the middle point amidst the sky, Yapeth had managed to catch a deer. He had also managed to find a few fruits and vegetables from wild patches around the lake. He had taken a stop by the said lake to skin the deer of its fur. He didn't like doing such a thing in front of his children. He tried to shield them from as much violence as possible. His mind was elsewhere while doing his task. The thought of your presence took over most of it. You were a variable he had never counted on ever being a part of his life. He nearly cut his thumb when he heard a loud shriek. Edtric scrambled over, stumbling over his short legs due to the panic he was under.

Yan Dilf Dragon whose son tells him, "The human's dragon fire is back!" The boy didn't comprehend that humans couldn't have things like that. Yapeth did, however. He did his best packing up whatever he had found for dinner. There was little time because if Edtric was with him, then that meant the two most mischievous little dragons alive were left alone with a human. Unsupervised. Edtric gathered whatever was left by his father in the hopes of winning some praise and maybe a special treat for helping. Yapeth pushed through the trees, rushing back to the den. He watched his daughters patting your cheek. They were trying to rouse you from your coma-like state. He pushed them away laboriously. Once he was positive his daughters weren't in the way, Yapeth examined you. He placed the back of his clawed hand against your forehead. He stiffened instantly. You were scorching. Your skin had the look of sickness. You didn't have dragon fire; you had a fever. He was lucky he had harvested the vegetables. He knew the basics for healing small sicknesses like this. He had kids who were full of all sorts of viruses and got into everything gross, after all.

Yan Dilf Dragon who remains by your side for the next couple days. It felt odd to do something like this. He hadn't done this in forever. Not since his wife had died. It felt peculiar to care for something older than his children. He had his twins aid in switching out the damp cloth on top of your forehead. He would spoon-feed you soup to ensure you didn't starve. Your body needed the nutrients. It soothed Yapeth when he detected your body relax when you ate. It was a sign that you were healing. Late at night, while his children huddled around you, you awoke with a cough. You tried to sit up but he wouldn't let you. It would only make things worse. Not to mention, wake up his children. "Where am I?" you strained to speak. Your voice was barely there from the lack of moisture in your throat. "My home," Yapeth spoke simply. He said nothing more. You wanted to question the dragon in front of you. Your vision was far too blurry, and your head ached too much to even think of anything more to voice. Yapeth left for a moment, returning with a wooden bowl and golden ladel. Steaming water resided in the bowl. He placed it beside you, using the ladle to gently spoon the water into your mouth. It soothed the ache of sickness in your body. "We can converse once you are well," he brushed a hand across your forehead to wipe away the sweat that collected there.

Yan Dilf Dragon who found some delight in caring for you. The more you healed, the more trust he had in you. There was a sick sense of pride in it. Not to mention the unspoken promise that if he healed you, then you couldn't run. Then you couldn't put his family in danger. Any sign of you wanting to leave was shut down by the excuse that you weren't well enough. At first it made sense. You still had a cough, and your body temperature fluctuated from normal to fever. Once you had recovered enough to be conscious, the children had the chance to finally ask you all sorts of questions. You were bombarded by two little dragonlings who could talk. And one who babbled excitedly to match her older siblings' commotion. "Do you breath fire?" Embdra shouted. It was Edtric's turn soon after his sister finished, "Can you fly? Where are your wings?" Several questions of a similar vein were tossed around before you could even answer any of them. You sat up to finally speak, but Illumnia took the chance to shove her hand in your mouth. Yapeth bolted over instantly. He pulled the infant away before you could even blink. What followed was the children whining about their father ruining their fun. "No more pestering. Go gather flowers," Yapeth demanded. He adjusted Illumnia to rest against his side. The twins ran off in hopes of finding the perfect blooms for you. He leaned over to help you up. It was time to guide you to the resting area he had been working on. A luxurious bed he took from a traveling merchant that had been covered in elegant blankets from a royal carriage. He managed to find a mattress too. It was so much more comfortable than the floor you had been sleeping on for the past two weeks. "Better rest for you." Yapeth pushed you down onto the bed. He tucked you in and pressed a kiss onto your forehead. Something he didn't fully think through. But when you relaxed when he did it? He almost wanted to do it again.

Yan Dilf Dragon who convinces you to stay once you're all better. "The children will become ever more distraught if you leave out of nowhere. They seem to have become rather attached to you, and I would be a terrible father if I allowed such a thing," Yapeth was rather condescending with his words. The subtle manipulation wasn't lost on you, though it was better to obey the dragon than upset him. He was the one in control here. You were in his territory. You've become his territory. Without doing anything but lying sick, you managed to fill his heart's missing piece his wife had left. He knew it would be better to let you go. To let you free. It made his scales shiver every time he thought about it. What would your leaving mean for the kids that got so attached to you? There were still some trial runs that he wanted to put you through. Now that you were well you could handle the clingy children. He could feel their excitement. Their wanting to be near you was ever clear to you. The first night in the new bed was cozy. Embdra and Edtric wanted to try it out with you. They wanted to keep the monsters away. That's what they expressed to their father, at least. He didn't allow them on the bed, not knowing how much weight could be put on it, so they compromised on sleeping on the floor beside it. When you awoke to a new dawn, you nearly tripped over the twins.

Yan Dilf Dragon who pampers you over time. After a month of you being with him, Yapeth can be comfortable with you without the worry of you bringing bloodshed. Whenever your hair is messy, Embdra would run over with a luxury brush and watch her father take care of it. Embrda would insist you braid her hair while her daddy does yours. Whenever you're messy, Edtric brings all sorts of towels while you bathe in the lake. Yapeth is also nearby, warming the water if he notices you shivering. Illumnia is always in charge of when you eat. The infant can tell whenever you're in need of something to eat. She'll sit beside you while you stare off into the distance, reaching her hand out to pat your tummy. Without fail, your stomach responds with a gurgle of need. Not soon after, Yapeth would be behind you, spoon-feeding you your favorite meal. Illumnia would climb into your lap. She would beg to have some but was denied with a tut of her father's tongue. In protest, she decided your finger was to be her snack. It felt weird to have fangs against your skin. Another pair of larger, sharper fangs found themselves against your neck. Yapeth had decided to follow in his youngest's footsteps. Your laughter rang out through the cave as you became a dragon chew toy. The sweet sound caused Yapeth to feel rather flushed. He wanted to hear it again and bottle the sound into a jar to keep forever.

Yan Dilf Dragon who studies your mannerisms to better read you. He wanted to be all-knowing about you so he could impress you. To show that he's capable of understanding humans and that no other being could provide for you. His children become his spies. You were allowed to wander outside as long as the twins went with you. They would hold your hand with big toothy grins. They would do anything for their papa, and if it meant hanging out with you, then it made it a hundred times better. You would sit in a field of flowers with the sun shining brightly upon you. The twins were busy picking flowers while you set up a small picnic for them. Yapeth had told you a dragon's appetite is greater than the flame of their soul. So you had been careful to pack several snacks that you considered to be appetizing for the dragonlings. Embdra would come back with her fists full of flowers, while Edtric had his hands filled with several rocks. "For [Name]!" They both claimed. Embdra laid the flowers neatly around the blanket you were sitting on in a protective-like ring. Edtric was sitting in front of you, showing off all the rocks he collected for you. Each one representing some shape the boy thought he saw in the abstract stone mass. Once both had finished, they took some of the charred meat their father had prepared for your outing. You had berries yourself, not liking the flavor of burnt meat. The two dragons seemed quite pleased. They rarely had any alone time with you, if at all. Yapeth would monopolize your time for the most part. Even in the small things you did with them, he would be sitting behind you with his hands wrapped tightly around your stomach. He had become more and more clingy the longer you stayed. Edtric thus decided it was time for the investigation to begin. He gently tugged on the sleeve of your clothing, peering up at you, "[Name]ling," he called you, like Yapeth had done once he had become ever more attached to you, "Papa says that humans like babies. Is that true?" You had to stifle your reaction, something in between a gasp and laughter, in favor of not choking on your berries. "Some do. It's up to each person," You answered as best you could. Embdra, now squirming to try and get into your lap, placed her messy hands on your cheeks. Her expression took on a serious one, "Do humans mate for forever? Papa says they do, but I saw a king and queen fighting in a carriage once. Did that mean they not mate, [Name]ling?" Another question that would have brought giggles from your throat had you not held your tongue. You cupped her cheeks to keep her eyes trained on you. "Human relationships are complicated. We do have romantic relations, yes, but not all of them last forever. Some don't make it to marriage, and others end their marriages after years of being together. However, fighting is rather natural for some couples," you sighed, trying to not make it seem overcomplicated to the children in front of you. The twins were perplexed. This new word came about, and they didn't know what it meant. "What's a 'marriage,' [Name]ling?" the two inquired in unison. "A marriage is when two people who love each other dearly hold a ceremony to be connected to each other for life under the eyes of the gods. There's usually a priest to unite the two souls together with vows and promises. And there are rings that show the two are connected in such a binding. Then, usually, the two people who are married live together. They cook together, go out on sunny days, and clean up around the home," you did your best to provide every detail in a way children could understand. It seems Embdra and Edtric caught on. Their eyes lit up as if some things were connecting for them. "You and papa be married!" Edtric cried out. His sister nodded vigorously in agreement, "Yes Yes! Papa and [Name]ling married!" Thus, another explanation ensued where you tried to tell them you were not married to Yapeth because a ceremony hasn't happened yet and that doing shared chores alone doesn't compare.

Yan Dilf Dragon who is regaled by the twins with what you had shared with them. You were fast asleep as Edtric and Embdra raved about what marriages were. They tried to keep their chirpy voices down so you wouldn't be disturbed, but excitement overtook them. "[Name]ling said that humans have soul-tying ceremony with mate!" Embdra boasted. Edtric followed soon after, "And and they cook and clean after ceramony! And they go outside to play!" The intel Yapeth had gathered was the same conclusion the two young dragons came to. You and him were practically married. You helped him with cooking by making your human meals to share with his children. You would accompany him and Illumnia on rainy days when the infant was too restless to nap. You would clean all the fabrics down by the lake and tidy up the cave so it seemed more organized. "So the human is already my 'marriage'?" he whispered. Embdra attached herself to her father's leg, shaking her head in disagreement. Yapeth's smile turned to a frown, "Then how does one 'marriage' with a human?" Edtric ran to the hoard pile, rummaging through his father's belongings. Yapeth had zero clue what the boy was doing, but he didn't appreciate his treasures being tossed about. Edtric came out of the pile with a loud burst. Gold coins were scattered amongst the floors as the dragonling ran over to his father with something clutched in his hands. "What do you have here, youngling?" Yapeth tried taking a peek before Edtric could even show off what he found. The boy unfolded his fist in due time, showing off his findings to his father and twin sister, "[Name]ling said marriaged mates have rings. That rings are sign of soul-tying. No ring, then it doesn't count." That's when his brain clicked. So you needed a ring to be married. Then Yapeth knew what he had to do.

Yan Dilf Dragon who, over the next few days, tried to hint to you that he wanted to tie his soul to yours the way humans do. That he wanted you to wear his ring as a symbol of his ownership. When you would put Illumnia to bed for naptime, he tried hiding it under the book you liked to read while you watched her. He hadn't counted on the book being far too engaging for you not to notice anything else. So he tried hiding it in the flour for your cooking. It sank to the bottom of the ceramic jar, and you didn't even feel it with the spoon you were using. Yapeth also hadn't considered that you might have accidentally cooked it into whatever dish you were preparing. He agonized over how to get you to notice what he's trying to do. He thought of having his twins deliver the ring, but they might say their own thing rather than what he instructed them to. If he hid it in a flower he gave you, would you even try to look for it? It was eating him alive. You did so much to his heart now. He never expected himself to stoop this low to appease a human. To try to convince a human to be his mate. Had some being told him he would be tripping over his own feet to try and bond with a human before he had met you, he would have torched them alive. He was trying to find the perfect way to present the ring to you. To show you that he was the best option of companionship for you. How was he to convince you to be his forever with him? He spent the rest of the week moping about the cave. He didn't go out to hunt. He didn't go foraging. And worst of all? He wouldn't provide Illumnia her much-demanded cuddles. He was losing sleep and drive all because you had turned his world upside down.

Yan Dilf Dragon who had enough of contemplating. He stopped his moping to find you. You were outside, cleaning your bedding by the lake with great care. You had the sweat of a hard worker glazed atop your forehead. It made you look even more stunning. A true gem that any dragon would be lucky to have in their hoard. You wiped the evidence of your hard work from your forehead with the back of your arm. Now that you were standing, it was easier to do what he's been longing to do. In an instant he was behind you. His large arms laced around to your front, dragging you to be pressed against your chest. You jumped, thinking it was someone trying to attack you. You had only realized who it was when he didn't move. "Yapeth, what are you—" you were interrupted by the loudest whine you ever heard from him. It would have been a blow to his pride, but he couldn't care about that now. You already destroyed every sense of himself. He kept whining, his arms tightening around your torso. He felt so shameful. "Do you realize what you have done, human? The mess that you've left me in? I should hate you. I should eat you alive. But I can't bring myself to do so. I can't even consider imagining ever hurting you. Not for the sake of my children, but for the sake of my own heart. It is a great feat to tame a dragon, but an even greater one to have a dragon want to own you as theirs," Yapeth sounded so distraught. As if saying all this outloud would make you run. That it would be the thing that made you abandon him. "What are you going to do to fix the ache in my heart, [Name]ling? I need you to heal me because surely I am ill to feel such pain for you. My heart aches when you gaze upon me. My dragon flame becomes hotter than before," Yapeth notched his chin to rest on the crook of your neck. One of his arms released your torso, sliding across your own arm. His claws danced along your skin. He reached for your hand, his claws tightening around it once he took it in his hold. "I want you to be mine. I want to have the ceremony with you. The one where we tie our souls together in the eyes of your gods. Please... I hate begging for things that are so just out of my reach."

Yan Dilf Dragon who finally slides the ring upon your finger. He twists the metal band around, making sure it fit you right. His whining stopped almost instantly when he saw the ring on your hand. You were reeling from all of this. It felt so fast. Yapeth hated you when he first met you. He thought you were a parasite in his family. You could feel his animosity when you were awake. Now though? He was begging. Begging for you to be by his side for all eternity. It felt odd to want to agree. Was this something you wanted? Your home was still waiting for you. Your doubt was clear to him. How could it not be? He spent months studying your mannerisms. When you were sad. When you were happy. He knew when things made you falter or light up. His claws wrinkled around your clothing. He didn't address your worry. He didn't even give you a chance to reject his advances. He picked you up into a bridal carry and held you close. Your head was level with his heart. You could hear it pounding from behind his muscles. He dipped his head down to seal his affections for you into reality. A long kiss was pressed onto your cheek, his lips not leaving your skin until you started to subtly shift around. "There is much to prepare. I want to give you the greatest ceremony. A beautiful garment, gorgeous flowers, and possibly a crown. There will be a feast, too. A perfect marriage for you and me," Yapeth voiced. It wasn't like you could reject him. He was making it clear that there was no room for you to disagree. The sheets and clothing you were cleaning were left behind at the lake. There was no need to worry over simple things like that. Your hands would be better suited for caring for your future family with him. His children would be excited to have more siblings. Embdra and Edtric would be excited to help you with cute little half-dragons.

Yan Dilf Dragon who doesn't waste any time in setting up his own small marriage ceremony for you. He makes sure there are foods you like and the venue is secluded but exquisite. The perfect scenery to create the absolutely impeccable memory of you two together in your joining of souls. His daughters were adorned in precious gold jewelry and dresses that matched the outfit he chose for you to wear. Their hair was decorated with several of your favorite flowers. Embdra and Illumnia felt like princesses. His son had set up the venue. Edtric was also in charge of the guest list, which was mostly foxes and wolves. It was quite the sight to see so many foxes and wolves sitting in front of a broken wooden arch left behind by humans. Yapeth's focus was mostly on decorating you to be his new companion. You were meticulously outfitted in light, breathable fabrics with matching jewels. A brilliant tiara that held gems that matched your eyes was placed upon your head. "Only the best for my greatest find," he whispered against your ear. His breath felt hot and smelled of charcoal. He held your head in his hands, pressing reverent kisses upon your face. Each one was a testament of his growing appreciation for your presence. "I have been granted such a glorious gift from the skies. You were unexpected, yes, but such a surprise. I am ever grateful that my dragonlings had discovered you back in that river. That I got to be the one to take you home. To nurse you back to health. I was alone for so long, I forgot what it had felt like to have the warmth of someone else beside me. In my arms. You are my greatest gift," he ranted while he adjusted your clothing. Your head was spinning from such praise. How did things escalate this far?

Yan Dilf Dragon who carried you to the venue in silence. He didn't want your garments to become dirty before you two had reached the destination. Embdra, Edtric, and Illumnia were already waiting for you two. The forest was buzzing in response to such an exciting thing to happen. The mighty dragon that ruled with fire and flame was trying himself to someone after years of mourning for his wife. He placed you down carefully once you reached the hidden-away clearing with bright sunshine. His children were giggling, watching their father be all soft on you. They took their seats amongst the wolves and foxes. Yapeth walked you down the path decorated with flower petals. Illumnia squealed when she saw you. Her chubby arms tried reaching out for you when you walked past. Her squirming had become too much for Embdra, so you had ended up carrying the infant along the aisle walk. Yapeth's heart lurched at the way you looked holding his fussiest baby. She was always calmer around you. Her little tail curled around your arm. Yapeth led you to stand underneath the overgrown arch, plucking two flowers for you. Edtric took that as his sign to run up and stand between you. The children were seemingly matching their father's energy in excitement and joy to have you be a part of their family officially.

Yan Dilf Dragon who gave you the kindest smile you've ever seen him wear. He watched as his littlest one played with the collar of your clothing. You fit in so well with them. He was so lost in your eyes that it had taken Edtric clearing his throat three times for him to be pulled out of it. "Papa! Gotta make the promises!" Edtrict reminded Yapeth. The dragonling continued, addressing the crowd and his twin, "We gather here for soul binding! With [Name]ling and Papa! Now make promises of happiness and togetherness till the end of forever!" Yapeth nodded once Edtric had finished. He took your hand and brought it to his face. He twisted the ring on your finger, gazing at you with a fiery passion. "My [Name]ling. Please do me the honors in being mine forever. I will vow to provide for you better than anyone else ever could even consider. Your head will have the gentlest place to rest within my residence. Your heart will always feel warm in my embrace. Not to mention that my little dragonlings have become quite close to you. Will you be mine?" he questioned as if the answer wasn't already obvious. Your thoughts were everywhere. Would it be best to agree? You would be well taken care of. And well loved. The burning fire in Yapeth's eyes was what scared you. You never noticed how bright they burned until now. "I accept..." you nodded reverently. All life around you cheered at your agreement. The wolves howled. the foxes chirped, and the children squealed. He finally leaned in and sealed these promises with a kiss on your lips. It was soft. A contradicting feeling to the rough hold he had on you. Illumnia, not wanting to be outdone, tried to mimic her father. It just ended up with her gnawing on your cheek.

Yan Dilf Dragon who was finally tied to you. Or so he believed. At the very least, the forest regarded your conjunction and responded with loud, animalistic cries. It was finally time to jubilate. Yapeth took Illumnia from you to free your arms. He guided you to the food laid out upon several blankets. It had been reminiscent of your picnic day with the twins. He wanted you to be well fed after something this exciting. And he wasn't one to pass up the opportunity to feed you, and it would be even better with how pretty you looked. He kept you close to him. He needed you close because you could still run. His paranoia took a complete 180. It wasn't about you running off and spreading word of a dragon family living deep in the woods that kept you longer than they should have, either. His worries lied in a stray human mistaking you for being in danger and running away with you. He didn't even want to consider such a fate to be feasible. It wouldn't be as long as he was there for you. To take care of you. To nurture you as gently as his claws would allow. Embdra, being tugged by Edtric, stood before you. Her father's intimidating gaze caused her to freeze up. Whispers of encouragement had been sourced by Edtric, trying to convince his sister to do something. You did not know what that 'something' was. The girl fumbled with her dress, tugging it down with her claws. Her voice was quiet, "I… I have a dance for Papa and [Name]ling…" She had been practicing it for days. With a nod from her brother, she started to dance with the flower petals. It was messy, sure, and a little uncoordinated, but it was very thought out. Something you could tell was worked on with great care. As you watched, Yapeth spooned bits and pieces of food into your mouth. He wanted your attention to be on him and him alone, but he couldn't deny his little girl this important moment. The dance was dedicated to him, too, after all. Once she had finished, she ran into your chest. She wanted reassurance that her dance was adequate. That she had done a good job and had done something you would enjoy. "Did [Name]ling like it?" her voice was timid against your chest. "I enjoyed it, little one. You did such a good job," you brushed the bangs away from her eyes to give her a proper smile. Edtric bolted beside you to tug on your arm. He wanted praise for his "priest" job. You tried to provide but your mouth had been stuff filled with food. By the moon rise, you were coiled around four different dragon tails and surrounded by purring dragons.

Yan Dilf Dragon who transforms from the fierce dragon filled with hatred due to the grief his heart never released to a monster who would tear the world down if you ever left his arms. He was addicted to your warmth. Days on end have become constant cuddle sessions. Convincing him to hunt became a chore. His children had to pry him off of you with their own claws. He made big deals out of leaving you alone for a second. He had his children swear to him that you would be safe. Even then he would whine as loud as a desperate puppy for you. His children would scold you whenever you did something their father wouldn't like. Their explanation always involved that they did not like when their papa was scary. Domestic life fit you so well in Yapeth's mind. It fit him too. The taste of home-cooked meals felt right, in a way. Well, whenever he even managed to get past missing you and put effort into hunting. Your skin would be marred daily with love bites because your husband had no clue what restraint meant. Yapeth just found it absolutely appealing to see you with the marks of his fangs on your skin. Not because they were markings of a mate, but because you looked absolutely stunning with them. Rough affections and rough declarations of dedication from all of them were the norm in your life now. It was best to let Yapeth do what he thought was best for you. It was hard to disagree with him. Especially when it ended up with him sleeping outside in the cave because he thought he upset you and you didn't want to see him ever again. Even worse when he puts his children through such worrisome events. Just kiss his cheek and reassure him that you meant your agreement to the vow of being tied to him for forever and everything will smooth itself over.

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Yan Friend's Little Sister who utterly adores her older brother. Even if she's only seven, she'd do anything for her brother. She's super wary of new people coming into the home. Especially people her brother had invited. She can't be too careful. She understands the fragility of new friendships. She's quite experienced with them out on the playground of her elementary school.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who becomes curious about you when Bone. her brother, invites you over for the first time. She watches from the door intently while you converse with Bone. The two of you seem to get along. All of her tense feelings soothe over when her brother laughs at something you said.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who follows you when you go to the kitchen to get some water. When you turn around to go back to Bone's room, you're startled by a little girl holding a plush skeleton. She interrogates you with several questions. Why are you here? Why are you with her brother? Do you like her brother? Were you being bribed to be here?

Yan Friend's Little Sister who becomes fast friends with you when you mention liking one of her favorite shows. She drags you to her room to show you all of her plushies of the characters from the aforementioned cartoon. She doesn't let you leave when Bone comes in to take you back to his room. The two argue over what is most important. A cartoon rewatch or homework.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who notices you coming over more often to see Bone. Whenever she's home, she is the one to answer the door. The first thing she does is take you to her room to play. Fake tea parties, royal declarations, and several imaginary games all get cut short by Bone's interference. He claims that you were there for him, not some children's games.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who pouts whenever you have to leave. She begs Bone to make you stay the night. She whines as loud as she can to try to convince him. Her pout becomes bigger the more he refuses. You were feeling so uncomfortable about the argument happening in front of you that you folded. You promised her that you would come by tomorrow just to solely play with her. She becomes so elated that it's all she talks about during dinner. She sings about all her plans, much to Bone's dismay.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who's first activity with you is to play pretend. You are her knight, and she is the princess. Though it isn't like the classic girlhood imaginary games. She instructs you to befriend the dragon and teach her to become the dragon's friend. She's so happy that you're playing along. Even more so since she got her brother to leave you alone.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who discovers that her older brother has a crush on you. When she catches him confessing to a photo of you, she squeals. You coming over made so much more sense now. She made a promise to Bone that she'd help him win your heart. No matter what! She didn't let her brother finish his sentence. He didn't need her help to share his feelings with you.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who becomes your best friend. She absolutely adores you. She always hangs out with you whenever her brother is busy with chores. These moments are her chances to gain information about you. What you like, what you don't like. Even what your dream wedding would be. Her nosy questions are seemingly just innocent child questions to you. Little did you know that she was documenting every answer so she could plan your future with her brother.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who helps her brother with setting up dates and gifts for you. Everything she's written in her unicorn notebook is put to great use. Your favorite flowers and your preferred jewelry color are all added to her journal. Going shopping with her is a nightmare. Every single time Bone goes out to pick up groceries or other necessities, she is immediately searching for potential gifts. When she finds the right one, it's a whole meltdown about why her older brother should buy it for her. It's even worse when her brother finds something you dislike.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who constantly begs you to spend the night. She doesn't like when you have to go. So why not stay forever? Her mother and Bone are quick to scold her for such requests. That doesn't stop her from pleading with her mom for you to be able to spend the night. Whenever her brother has something to say, she quickly retorts with, "Momma's the boss. Not you." The moment her mom caves and starts apologizing to you, she is running down the halls to gather supplies for your sleeping spot in her room.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who becomes disappointed to find out that you wouldn't be sleeping in her room, but rather in Bone's room. She tries to negotiate with him, but he isn't budging. She even tries to sneak in to sleep on the floor. However, she's caught when it's time for dinner. She devises a plan to wake you up in the middle of the night the moment she's left alone. She plots and discovers that she can wake you up by claiming she had a nightmare and needs someone to sleep beside her or she won't go back to bed. So in the wee hours of the morning, you're dragged by your wrist. to her room.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who becomes so distraught when you talk about your childhood best friend one time. However, she uses this to find out about any potential rivals her brother might have in the fight to win your heart. Later she goes to her brother and shares what she's learned like a spy. Her brother tries to scold her but can't help but be intrigued by what she was able to get out of you.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who schemes in her school notebook with her special glitter pens she got as a 'going to elementary school' gift from her mother. She plots during her free time in class and even shows some of her notes off to her friends. They all like to have their part in this matchmaking game too. Her notebook is full of menacing but cute-looking six-year-old drawings. Her teacher sees them but doesn't bring them up because she's terrified by this group of first graders.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who lights up when you're the one to pick her up from school. Sometimes her brother will be too busy and her mom will have work, so they call you for help. She takes your hand immediately and shows you off to her friends. They all ask intrusive questions, and the supervisor has to direct the gaggle of girls away. On the way home she tells you all about her day and the drama she has with other kids. She skips beside you, gripping your hand so tight.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who usually brags about her brother and his strength during school lunch, but now she has you to brag about. She tells her classmates how kind you are. She raves about all the games you play with her. Not to mention the little gifts you bring. Now when you go to up again, it's not just her friends but her entire first grade class who bombards you.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who tries her best to make her brother more appealing to you. Though all she knows about romance is from Disney Princess Movies. SHe knows her brother isn't really a prince charming type, but what works works. It's so funny when you become confused at the sight of Bone acting like the opposite of himself. It's even more comedic when she plays it up a little bit. She says anything and everything to make her brother seem like the perfect man.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who gets scared when you and Bone get into an argument or any form of disagreement. She discovers when her brother comes home all angry. The sad look in his eyes when he tells her to leave him alone. She tries to ask. All she's met with is silence. It's only when her mom comes to talk to her that she learns of what happened. She runs to her brother to find his phone. Being the sneak she is, she unlocks it and starts texting you.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who comforts her brother in any way a six-year-old can during this argument period. Once she sees that he's doing better and actually taking care of himself, she plots a way to apologize to you. She demands her brother apologize first. Her plan consists of a gift as well, which she has already picked out for him.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who anxiously waits for news on whether you forgive her brother or not. Once she catches wind you have forgiven him, she latches onto you the next time you visit. She cries. Wails even. Through tears she expresses that she didn't want to lose her best friend forever. It's all a guilt tactic to prevent you from ever thinking twice about going away.

Yan Friend's Little Sister who will do anything to keep you and her brother friends. Not because her brother asked her to, but because she adores you completely. She truly believes that you're some royal who is meant to be by her side and grant her every single wish. That you're meant to be her brother's sole companion through this cruel world.

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Yan Pixie who is very tiny and unnoticeable. You always mistake him for a bee or a dragonfly whenever he flies by. It annoys him to no end that you won't ever notice what he really is. He handpicked you to be the object of his obsession. You should be honored that such a magical and rare creature like him is giving you such notice.

Yan Pixie who tries to get your attention by whispering your name in your ear. His voice only sounds like a soothing bell. He finds this out when you explained to a cursed friend that you keep hearing soft dings and chimes when nothing is there. There goes another way of trying to get you to notice him.

Yan Pixie who watches you twenty-four/seven. He tries to match up his agenda to yours. When he's working on his duties as a small, mischevious fairy, you're most likely going to be working too. It's how he lives, and he couldn't be any happier.

Yan Pixie who has his home in your most beautiful and well-taken-care-of flower. He gets so giddy when he sees you watering the flower. Taking care of his home with such gentleness. It's like you know he's living there, so you make sure not to be too rough when pulling weeds. It just furthers his love for you. He daydreams of you taking care of him with the same kind hands you use on your garden.

Yan Pixie who thoroughly enjoys following you around when you explore the forest nearby your home. Especially when you go out to forage for things. He secretly aids you by leading you to the best herbs and everything else you could find. The forest bounty is simply yours if you ask. He knows the forest best, so just trust him. He is tame for the most part, but he can't help but slip into some trickery from time to time. He's just a pixie. It's in his nature!

Yan Pixie who feeds into his more mischievous behavior when he's in a mood. He'll add salt to your pastries, sugar to your soups, and misplace your belongings. He'll even get you lost in the forest if he's upset enough. He's leading you out when it gets too dark to see. He doesn't want you suffering too much.

Yan Pixie who would never intentionally hurt you when he's playing his pranks. If he found that you'd been injured because of him, he wouldn't only cry, but he would also heal your injuries in an instant while you slept. You would be prank-free for the next week because he isolated himself in his flower home.

Yan Pixie who would feel tempted to lead you to a conveniently placed fairy ring so you could be tied to him for eternity. The only thing stopping him from doing so is the fact that leading you around the forest and witnessing the wonder on your face at every find was so cute to him. He didn't want that to stop.

Yan Pixie who has so much inner turmoil around showing his presence to you. Once he does, he can never go back to his true home. Being discovered by a human is against pixie law. But he wanted so bad to connect with you face to face. To be by your side without having to hide.

Yan Pixie who visits his hive one last time. He decided to inform them of you, ranting and raving about how kind and nurturing you were for a human. How you tended to his home back at your cabin without even knowing it. The council members were so shocked to see their Phin be so enamored with another. Without giving any chance to say goodbye, he flew away. Back to your cabin.

Yan Pixie who you finally notice when he sits upon the blooming flower he's made his home. His bell-like voice chimed to get your attention. He becomes so excited when you look at him. You see him. You've finally noticed after all this time. He's so overcome with joy that he flutters over to you. He flies in circles around your head, making you dizzy. He perches himself on your shoulders as he tries to converse with you.

Yan Pixie who seamlessly connects with you despite the language barrier. He discovers so much more about you now that he made himself clear to you. His spot is now your shoulder, watching you go about your day. He's even helping around the garden. Making sure everything becomes a fruitful bounty.

Yan Pixie who helps you more than he ever did. He has you make his favorite meals and loves trying yours. More often than not, your portions end up with small bite-sized pieces missing. He mends your clothing. He cleans the small bits of your home you could never reach. He's so devoted to you. Anything you ask, he's already doing it.

Yan Pixie who creates a form of communication with you. He was dying without you being able to understand what he was saying. So he creates a secret code only for you two to use. It felt so intimate to him. It further feeds this belief in his mind that you two were truly meant to be. You had no need for silly human words when you could talk to him.

Yan Pixie who pranks the people that come into your small cabin. He hates when he has to hide. When you have company over. He hates every single human that isn't you. They're a threat to his peace. To your peace. Don't you see that? So he takes it upon himself to prank them. It's the only way he can chase them away. He doesn't understand when you scold him for doing so.

Yan Pixie who tries to make it up to you by trying to bake something. He pulls out one of your cookbooks but can barely read the words. Cup of flower? You put petals in your baked goods? He tries his hardest to make something, but he ends up making a huge mess. He feels so much guilt when you walk in to see him covered in several misunderstood baking ingredients. You're left to clean up after him while you reassure him that it was the thought that counts.

Yan Pixie who goes out into the forest on his own. He tells you not to follow him when he does. You're just left in the cabin as he zooms off into the tree tops. He collects many forageables. Wildflowers, acorns, seeds, and wild mushrooms. You name it, he found it. He even found wild berries for your next big baking treat. All for a surprise for you.

Yan Pixie who tries to act like a big, scary guard dog. Your guard dog. When he thinks danger is around, he becomes all puffy. He tries to make himself look like a threat. When he hears your giggles when you see him like this, he feels dejected. He's trying his best to protect you. Can't you see that?

Yan Pixie who enjoys celebrating your human holidays. He also loves learning about your customs, too. The hive didn't have many holidays to commemorate big achievements. They only celebrated the hive's founding and when there was a new choosing for the council. His favorite thing is getting to listen to the history of humans and your memories of the celebrations you partook in before. His favorite part about your human traditions is the decorating. He loves helping. He's also hoping that you cherish the new memories you're making with him.

Yan Pixie who tries to tell you about pixie history. As well as the important dates to his culture. But it's quite difficult when the hive is in a different realm where time is difficult to track. Anyway, his favorite thing is your enamored look as he sketches out the battles and territory disputes. You're even taking notes! He wants to cry when you express your desire to help him celebrate the things he's been missing now that he's away from his family.

Yan Pixie who would do absolutely anything for his human. He's your tiny little companion. He adores you more than the sun and morning dew. Nothing would take you away from him, not if he had any choice in the matter. This tiny creature has so much power in his small hand. Nothing will get in his way of loving his favorite human.

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Rory was enchanted by the person in front of him. Their eyes were beautiful under the orange hue of the setting sun. The two were in the very forest they had first met. Where Rory found his true love. Rory followed every move, every gesture. He let you lead him. The rustling of the trees added to the serenity of the moment. You were alone with him. Him! It had been a couple moons since you saved him from the eternal sleep he was victim too. Rory couldn't imagine not being able to see you for a hundred years. Nor could he live with himself if you had died. But those worries are far behind. He's here with you now.

The sky covered you both in a magical light. The rustling of trees slowed as Rory caught your voice. You were singing! Your voice was so soothing. He could fall asleep with just listening to you. You could say everything was okay, and he'd believe you without question. Your singing was even better.

"Once upon a Dream..."

Your voice was so alluring that even the birds started to sing the same tune. Rory held you tighter as you guided him through the dance. It was a fluid harmony between you two. He had been working on his dancing. After your first waltz during Rory's birthday party, he had been inspired to improve. You inspire him to do more. Right now, though, all he can focus on is you.

The sun continued to set, the birds singing along with you got a bit louder, and your eyes shined. Rory fell in love with you even more. If that was even possible.

This moment was perfect. His dream come true.

Rory found himself humming along with your tune. He made sure he harmonized with you. Rory felt safe. Loved. Like nothing could ever harm him. Nothing would take him out of this moment. As long as he had you in his arms, then he could be happy. He could be safe.

This started out as a simple picnic date. That was what this was meant to be. That alone was perfect. But when you held out your hand to Rory, and pulled him against your chest, the date became perfect. He would do anything to make this moment last forever. To be in your arms forever. Your chest, and your arms, were where he was meant to be. No other space was ever warm enough for Rory.

When the sun finally set over its horizon, Rory felt saddened. The moment with you was over. Slowly, the birds dispersed, leaving you the only one singing. It was haunting how it echoed. Rory's body broke out in chills. His dream slowly seeped into a nightmare. He didn't like it.

"Dear… It's getting late."

Rory felt so meek. Small. He hated it. His hands tightened around your back. Rory found himself pressing his body tighter against yours.

"Oh. I hadn't noticed. Your smile distracted me from the sun. I swear it's just as if not more blinding."

Rory's anxieties slowly eased out of him. You always knew what to say. How to make him feel better. That's why he adored you so much.

As you pulled away to clean up the picnic, or what was left of it, this sinking feeling made its way to his stomach. The vibrant birds that sang along with you were all replaced with crows. Their eyes never left you.

Rory crept closer to you, his hand missing your arms a few times before he managed to grasp it. You noticed his tremble. You gathered everything up from your outing in one arm, using the other that Rory was holding onto to steady his hand.

"Come now. Let's get you back into the castle. You must be exhausted."

Your voice pulled him out of his worry. He nodded slowly and remained close to you as you both made your way out of the forest.

"You will cuddle me when we get back, won't you? I want to remain closer to you, even if our dance ended."

Rory asked softly, even the evening winds could blow them away. You heard him, however. You always did.

"Of course."

Leaving the crows, and the eeriness the night brought, Rory and you returned to the castle. Even with the eerie ending, that moment with you will forever live in Rory's heart. Nothing will ever take it away.

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Yan GB Mulan who so badly wants to be seen as a man. He dresses like one, and he tries his best to act like one. His family doesn't seem to notice it. Well, anyone other than his grandmother. She seems to understand. And then there's you. His best friend. Who he's known since you two were infants. You make him feel like the man he truly he is.

Yan GB Mulan who is upset that he has to go through the match making process. Not only does he have to dress so feminine, he has to act like the perfect bride. Ping couldn’t bring himself to even think of that. He had a plan to marry you, no matter what. He dreaded the days leading up to it. However, he still worked hard to remember “The Final Admonition”. Ping's fear of disappointing his family drove him. He tries so hard to keep it together as he’s dressed. His only solace was you being there. In moments where he’s alone, Ping clings to you and begs for comfort. All your words are of reassurance. You constantly remind him that even if he looks like this, like a woman, you see him no different. That even in such attire, he isn’t any less of a man. He has to leave you reluctantly with his mother. Before he leaves, his grandmother gives him a lucky cricket.

Yan GB Mulan who messes up majorly with the scary matchmaker because the lucky cricket got free from the cage. He ran out of the building in tears. He didn’t mean to mess up. He tried so hard. He was panicked that his father would think less of him. That you would think less of him. Once Ping had made it back home, he broke down in tears. He wandered around his family’s estate as he rummaged around his thoughts. He ended up in the ancestral temple. In the reflection of one of the plaques, Ping wiped off the makeup. He finally saw himself. He sat under a cherry blossom tree, where his father had joined him. His father tried his best to bring some comfort to him.

Yan GB Mulan who is ripped from his sadness from the sounds of horses. A declaration was being made that seemed to rouse all the villagers. The emperor’s advisor was giving a call to war. Ping was watching from behind the large stone wall. He witnessed his father being handed a scroll. His stomach dropped. He wasn’t going to let this happen. Ping jumped off the wall and ran into the crowd. He gave his piece of mind to the advisor and shared his concerns to his father. They weren’t received well. The royal advisor simply sneered at Ping. The royal advisor couldn’t understand the audacity of Ping. After the advisor had left, Ping’s mind wandered to you. His only solace. Like always. He ran his way to you and shared his worries. You were always there to listen. It was then that he learned that some of your family got the same message.

Yan GB Mulan who decided that night to take his father’s place in the war. He uses this as a chance to cut his hair and bind his chest. In the reflection of his father’s sword, he finally saw himself. At least who he was meant to be. He feels like himself. In the rain, he rides off to the camps with his father’s sword in his hands and with his horse. What he didn’t realize was that you were watching him ride through the night. It didn’t take much mental work to figure out what Ping was up to. You followed him through the night on foot and with the help of kind cart riders.

Yan GB Mulan who tried to hype himself up to join the other soldiers. He was also working on asking his voice. He was startled out of his skin when a booming voice took over the secluded area. The area seemed to be lit up with a torch. Ping was thusly introduced to Mushu, his family guardian. Or so Mushu claimed. Ping thought Mushu was a lizard at first. Mushu offered Ping help which he took. Once Mushu helped hype Ping up, he was ready. As he was walking through the campsite, and Mushu offered some not so sound advice, Ping caused a huge mess in the campground. Not only that, but the other soldiers were pissed at him.

Yan GB Mulan who’s anxiety flared up even more as the general confronts him. The question he wasn’t prepared for. The general had asked his name. He was fumbling. Mushu starts to rapid fire names. Each one he mumbled made the General even more upset. Ping. He’ll go with Ping. Ping is shocked when the General points someone out to him. The General was gesturing to you. You were sitting so perfectly in the chaos. You weren’t meant to be here. Not only that but you were being used as a god example. Why did he feel so betrayed?

Yan GB Mulan who was incredibly embarrassed that he causes the rest of the soldiers to clean up. He kept his head down, but bumped into you. You tumbled down, which triggered his quick reaction. He brought his hand down and quickly helped you up. Ping was cautious about the amount of time he was holding your hand. Or how long he was staring at you. You gave hm your name, and he tried to act like he didn’t know you. He wanted to ask you a million questions. But he bit his tongue.

Yan GB Mulan who got a late start the next day. He was awoken by Mushu with a hearty warrior breakfast. Atleast, that's what Mushu called it. When Ping was told the troops already left, he bolted out of the tent. He scrambled to put his shoes on. As he ran, the first thought in his head is you. His pace quickened. Once he made it, he lined up next to you. Two other men were next to him. Ling and Yao.

Yan GB Mulan who stood at attention next to you as the General greets all of you. Ping became anxious. His hands itched to hold yours. He was pulled out of his thoughts when everyone took a step back, other than Yao. You and Ping watched as the General shot an arrow to the top of a wooden pillar. The General instructed Yao to climb the pillar to retrieve the arrow. The catch was, everyone needed to wear golden weights.

Yan GB Mulan who watched all the other soldiers fail to retrieve the arrow. He fails too, but his focus was on you. He felt so much wrry when you had to climb the poll. Ping bit his knuckles while you made it more than half way up. The moment you start falling, he ran to catch you. He doesn’t care about the stareson him. He only cares about the stares on you. He wants to shield you from them. He also hates that you’re the best soldier. Ping doesn’t understand it. He resents you for it. He wants you back home. He wants to be the one protecting you.

Yan GB Mulan who tried his best to perfect all the training practices but with no success. Ping fell everytime and caused the other soldiers to slow down. He felt like a burden. This was not what he wanted. Luckily, he had you to help him up everytime. Mushu watches from afar with Cri-kee. The dragon can’t help but joke about the heart eyes the boy had whenever he looked at you. His failures, however, make it to the General.

Yan GB Mulan who is met with the General one night. The General had Ping's horse. This wasn't a good sign. He was told to leave. Ping couldn't leave. He needed to prove himself. Not as a man, but to show that he's capable of being independent. Mot importantly, he doesn't want to leave you. So he found the weights, and climbed up the wooden pillar. He made it as the sun rose. He was greeted with cheers. Your cheering was the clearest to his ears.

Yan GB Mulan who snuck awat one night to bathe. Mushu was talking over him, which he grew used to. Ping had a towel wrapped around him to hide what he was. More specifically, what he didn’t want to be. It was stupid, but he’d rather be safe than sorry. Once in the lake, he had Mushu stand watch. Three men, Chien Po, Yao, and Ling, came running by and jumped into the lake. Mushu followed, and before any got to close to Ping, Mushu bit one of them. You made it into the lake last. It was just you and Ping alone. He kept his distance. His face was a bright red. How could he handle being naked in a lake with you? It was torture.

Yan GB Mulan who was now marching into battle with all the other soldiers. And you. He became anxious when Ling started to talk about women. More specifically, women that the soldiers were into. He gets asked about his type. What was he supposed to say? You? No! That would give him away! And it wasn’t something he was ready to confess to you. When he was going to confess to you, it would be beautiful. Not marching into death. Ping took to long to answer to you’re asked about your ideal partner. He wanted to push everyone away from you. He can’t handle your answer. What if you say something that he isn’t?

Yan GB Mulan who is relieved you don't get a chance to answer the question. The interruption, however, was saddening. The troops walked into a burned down village. There were no remnants of life left. Ping’s face fell. He reached out to grab your hand. He didn’t want you to see such a thing. As the troup walked treacherously through, Ping found a child’s doll. He touched it gently. The doll seemed well loved. He noticed your hand wasn’t holding his anymore, so he looked over at you. You were in tears. You didn’t make a sound, but the tears flowed down your face. Ping wanted to protect you from the sight. It hurt him even more to see you like this. Before the troops had to continue up the snowy mountain, Ping had placed the child’s doll onto the floor. He propped it up on the sword the General had placed for his dead father.

Yan GB Mulan who was attacked by the huns. Everyone scrambled to run away in the deep snow. They weren’t prepared for the ambush. In his quick thinking, Ping grabbed Mushu and shoved the General away from the firework. He aimed it at the top of the snow mountain, not at the Huns. Ping used Mushu as a lighter and the firework fizzled before it shot up into the sky. There was a silent anxious pause. A rumble then took over. An avalanche! Ping shot up and started to run before the snow had toppled him over. In his escape, Ping searches for you frantically. He catches a glimpse of you about to fall off the cliff. He was not going to let that happen. Chien Po, Yao, and Ling quickly follow to help you both up.

Yan GB Mulan who lifted you in his arms. He’s so grateful to the gods and his ancestors that you were okay. That you were alive. He nearly forgot the pain in his abdomen. When you brought it up, he panicked. The General had called for a doctor as the rest waited anxiously. You couldn’t handle the suspense. You wanted to make sure Ping was okay. That he was going to survive. Once the doctor was finished, they informed the General of who Ping really was. What he really was. It broke Ping’s heart as he heard all his friends leave him behind. All because of something he couldn’t control being. Of what body parts he had. All for a body that wasn’t his. Mushu, Cri-Kee, and his horse were all that was left. The only ones who didn’t abandon him. At least, that’s what he thought.

Yan GB Mulan who left the tent to go back home. He wasn’t watching where he was walking. His foot had ended up hitting something. He looked down and saw that you had stayed. You stayed. He nudged you gently to awake you. When you were conscious, you jumped up and tackled Ping into a hug. You told him that you knew of his true identity the whole time. In fact, you had followed him here to make sure he would be okay. He teared up at the sentiment. You really were his. Ping took this chance to introduce you to Mushu too.

Yan GB Mulan who rushes after the troop that had left him. You were riding with him on the back of his horse. You held onto Mushu and Cri-Kee. You four managed to make it. The parade going on made it difficult to gain the attention of the surrounding people. It was so frustrating when everyone ignored Ping. They even ignored you. Ping quickly hopped off his horse. He tried to prevent you from following, but you practically threw yourself off his horse. He sighed, however, he grabbed your hand and led you through the crowd. He made sure no one touched you as you two rushed to try and find the General. The two of you tried to get someone to listen.

Yan GB Mulan who ends up getting help from you, Chien Po, Yao, and Ling. He dresses the four of you up in women’s clothing and traditional makeup as disguises. He paused when he saw you. You looked so beautiful. Granted, you looked amazing in anything you wore. The love sick gaze he held was short-lived. Yao had punched his arm to get his attention back to the task at hand. The five of you set out, and succeeded to get inside the castle. The General had joined in too. Ping, you, and the other three men had fought off the hun soldiers, allowing the General to go after the emperor. Once all the huns were knocked out, you five ran down the hall to where the emperor had been taken. Ping distracted Shan Yu so Chien Po could take the emperor away.

Yan GB Mulan who is urged to cut the rope to prevent Shan Yu to follow after the emperor. He also pulls you away to keep you safe. You were not going to be one of Shan Yu’s victims. Not when you’ve gotten this far. While he has you against his chest, Ping shows Shan Yu who he really is. Or, well, who Shan Yu thinks he is. When Shan Yu became violent, you were quick to react. You pulled Ping behind you as you started to run. As you run, you tell Mushu and Cri-Kee to go to the fireworks. As they rush off, you and Ping end up on the roof. When the dragon gives you the signal, you have Ping duck. Mushu had the fireworks aimed at Shan Yu. Ping took the commotion as a distraction. He grabbed you once more to pull you off the roof. He uses himself to cushion your landing. It was finally over. Ping had saved China.

Yan GB Mulan who was awarded with the sword, the jian, for his honor. He had also been titled an honorary prince. He was truly recognized as a man. A man with true honor. As even more recognition from the emperor, Ping was also given a medallion with a dragon carved on it. He couldn't help the tight hug that followed. The both of you cried in so much joy as you held onto each other. He was finally able to go home. And he had gained the confidence to face his father.

Yan GB Mulan who brings his father the medallion that resembled his honor. Ping presented the jian to his father as well. He took this chance to finally explain to his father who he truly was. What he was. Ping was appalled that his father's response was to hug him. He embraced it. Ping wanted to cry. When he felt you hugging him from behind, the dam broke. He was so happy. Ping was finally home. He was finally him.

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