"I've been trying to figure that out myself," Yukong says in response, seemingly indifferent to the fact that everyone's nude right now. And to an extent, she is. There's far more important things than being naked.
The Foxian is...tall. She looks young, relatively speaking, but there's something about her which implies something far, far older; Yukong carries herself in a self-assured way that only comes with age, and for a moment, she looks tired as she gazes up. Staring at nothing, maybe.
But only for a moment. Her tail swishes. (She's got a tail. It's very fuzzy.) Her attention turns back to the stranger, and her ears prick, ever so slightly, forward. (She has ears. Foxian for a reason.) "I am Yukong, of the Luofu's Sky-Fairing Commission. And you are?"
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The Foxian is...tall. She looks young, relatively speaking, but there's something about her which implies something far, far older; Yukong carries herself in a self-assured way that only comes with age, and for a moment, she looks tired as she gazes up. Staring at nothing, maybe.
But only for a moment. Her tail swishes. (She's got a tail. It's very fuzzy.) Her attention turns back to the stranger, and her ears prick, ever so slightly, forward. (She has ears. Foxian for a reason.) "I am Yukong, of the Luofu's Sky-Fairing Commission. And you are?"