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#WIPSnips | guard

Having skipped past a lot of spoilers, have an adorable little demon creature and Sheng representing how we would all respond in this moment.

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Further into the woods there were now definite rustlings in the undergrowth and some of the knots on the trees looked increasingly eye-like. Not only that but Sheng noticed a few of them seemed to be following the group. "Hmm, a decent attempt at creepiness," Sheng mused to himself as they walked. "Though not quite as unsettling as…" There was a sudden snap of branches behind them and Sheng spun, Flowing Silk drawing his fans to guard from anything that might come from the front. Xiong fell back to be ready to defend his Grandfather. The small black demon hissing at them was around the size and shape of a dog but with a huge falcon beak. It would have been a lot more intimidating were it not holding a stick in its mouth. It bit down, the two halves of the stick falling to the floor. The demon looked almost… confused at its stick being gone, like a young puppy. Sheng felt his eyes light up, "Awwww, it's so cute." "I wonder if that was a threat or if it was trying to get us to play?" Flowing Silk wondered, though his apprehension of demons was clearly warring with how cute it was. The demon opened its beak and screeched, the sound disturbingly loud in the silence of the forest. "... We may wish to move," Flowing Silk said, Xiong and Sheng nodding as the group changed to not quite a run. The demon seemed content to let them go without following, Sheng waving goodbye to it before settling into the Eagle Talon stance.
September 30, 2026 at 10:11 AM
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#WIPSnips | injury

From today's chapter of Rival and Lover! The mark of a competent fighter is to deal with the demons first, THEN become a flustered mess. Even more so to not give yourself away in the process.

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Flowing Silk turned his head to smile down at him and it felt like the New Year fireworks were going off in Ren's chest instead of the sky. Ren chuckled, "What a New Year, full of secrets for the Unborn Serpent already." The priest continued to smile down at him, and either Ren had drunk more than he thought or Flowing Silk's concussion was worse than expected, because his friend's grey eyes were full of warmth and his hand lifted to brush a flake of ash from Ren's cheek, "Yes, so many secrets that need to be kept hidden." Ren opened his mouth to clarify what they were actually talking about when they were interrupted by the residents giving them profuse thanks and boxes of more food than they could hope to consume. Those words followed Ren long after he'd left Flowing Silk with the doctor, given his report on the events and retreated to bed himself. By all rights it *should* have been the aftermath of fighting demons or his friend's injury spinning round his mind, but all he could think of was grey eyes. Ren hid his face in his hand, then both in his pillow. The memory of warm grey eyes floated in the space behind his eyelids, the ghostly (ha) feeling of burned fingertips against his cheek. Not only that but of earlier in the night, when Flowing Silk's eyes were wide with shock and apprehension with the muscles of his waist tightening under Ren's touch. Unborn Serpent, Judge of Understanding and Keeper of Secrets; Please help me keep this desire hidden, Ren prayed fervently. And Tiger Rajah, Judge of Technique and Master of Seduction; Please help me to not mess this up if I *can't*.
October 1, 2026 at 1:30 PM