𝘼𝙘𝙚 𝙒𝙚𝙨𝙩

𓆩𐂷𓆪

⟁ Observations

Forages near salt cliffs at dawn. Returns inland before heatrise.

Sleeps off ground. Never twice in the same shadow.

Accompanied by two yao guai cubs — loyal, unnaturally calm.

Face paint varies: bone-white for mourning, red ochre for battle.

Bears ancestral tools: obsidian blade, weathered bow, flint charms.

No tribal markings. No faith but earth and silence.

𓆩𖤐𓆪

⟁ Behavior Notes

She walks as if the land itself makes way for her.

Carries no map. Follows no stars. And yet never lost.

Locals leave offerings: dried roots, broken teeth, stones with blood on them.

Some call her a protector. Others—an omen.

No one calls her friend.

The cubs do not growl unless they mean it.

𓆩𖡎𓆪

⟁ Cautions

Do not follow.

Do not speak unless spoken to.

Do not touch the cubs.

If she stares — bow your head, and leave something behind.

𓆩⟁𓆪

She is not a myth.