Inside each living creature there are hidden pathways that connect them to the Universe. Call it what you will: chakras, qi, your cosmos... it's all kinda the same thing in the end, y'know? It's a bunch of mystic bibbledy blorp that means that you, yes you, can do incredible things. It's the thing that makes magicians! It's the thing that Yue thought she wasn't special enough to have! 

But finally, finally! The absolute terror of a near-death (and by "near-death" I really do mean a cat's whisker away. If you're writing this story later, let it be known that Princess Yin was nowhere near as big a threat to Yue's life as Zatoichi the Blind Samurai) experience has finally unlocked the pathways to power inside her! She can feel it rushing through her as she scrambles madly out the door and onto the Stones of Safety! What else could she be but a magician? If she could just remember the shape of the fourth form in the middle of all the buzzing in her head right now there's no doubt she'd be able to fly. She's one with the universe, connected with all living things and sharing their energies, she's...

"Hoooooooorrrrgghhh~" she horghs, "I th-think I'm gonna be sick."

She's flopping over face first onto the grand fields of Princess Qiu's home, is what she's doing. She's valiantly, heroically turning onto her side so that her panicked coughing doesn't choke her to death. She is... dizzy? And, and crying, just a little bit? She's... oh. Oh dear. Oh gosh. Oh no... ok no, no no no, she's done. Yue would like to get off Mr. Universe's Wild Ride, please.

"No more... no... n-no more cars, please. Can we walk? For the rest of our lives? Pretty pretty please?"

Or so she tries to say, but since she's mostly mumbling it into Kat's kindly offered Sympathy Floof it's really anybody's guess how many of those words mean anything to anybody. She's useless. Overwhelmed. A lump, really. A lump on the lawn of the most beautiful palace in the entire world. 

But palace go spinny. Spinny bad. No spinny, palace. Nnnnn, Kat stop... this is no time for kissies, sillyhead. Nnnnnf, blerg. Eyes go shut now, kay? Sleepy time. Time for dream bout be happy for be alive. Time... time for...

Slowly, she becomes aware of her surroundings. Example: she is presently being nudged and prodded by a very soft nose attached to a large and beautiful muzzle. Or, well, she has to assume it's beautiful. She can't see it, but she can tell who it belongs to, so unless the Demon Car currently shrieking away from her mangled Hyra beyond recognition on the way up here, a very beautiful wolf is what is trying to roll her over onto her back. 

And honestly even if that [i]did[/i] she must be beautiful, because Hyra's one of those people who just seems like she'd take to scars really well, y'know? Like, with her build and her smile if you cut a big ol' slash across her face or (oooh, gosh) her tummy or her chest it'd only make her more beautiful. Just imagine the rough, pale line all shining in the light of the full moon, and her shirt's tossed so careless-like over a wet rock (and her hair is soaked, just so sopping and clinging to her bare back, because it was raining earlier so there's still all these dark mysterious clouds in the sky, that's [i]reaaaaaally[/i] important ok?), and then, and then, she reaches out and touches your chin, and you reach out and brush your fingers across her scar, and she pulls you closer until your face is full of her, and she asks you if you'd like to kiss it, but you're a naughty girl, aren't you, so instead of your lips you use your tongue and, ehe, ehehehehehe~

"Oh gosh!"

Yue shoots up into a sitting position with her face just as pink as an apple. She stretches to cover her embarrassment, but that just gives her a handful of Hyra fur, and that's only making things [i]worse[/i] and um, so um, um um? Distraction? She, uh...

"S-say... don't you, e-erm, d-d-don't you think this place could use more, more flowers? It's, this place is beautiful, but it's so... empty. She could really use a garden here, don't you think? She could put a peach tree here, and here, and a row of poppies over here, and... w-well, it'd be so much more welcoming, y'know?"