[i]rosepetal. rosepetal rosepetal rosepetal.[/i]

That’s not a name for a warrior monk. That’s not a name for an ancient monster, capable of shattering mountains. That’s the name for Rose. Simple, pretty, and diminutive. [i]rosepetal.[/i] Rose’s body is a flurry of lightning from head to toes, flashing up and down her body as her future fills with Chen. And that’s not all that’s full of Chen: her head is full of Chen and that playful, youthful energy, that quality of princesses she found so disagreeable because of how enticing it always was; her eyes are full of Chen, that feline smile, that beautiful round face, those dark bangs, that adorable frilly dress; her mouth is full of the taste of Chen’s breath, her lips, her desire to keep Rose close.

Here, then, Rose fails, as so many monks before her have: seduced away from the highest good by a sublime and private love. Here, then, the Way is once again thwarted by the power of the heart. Here, Rose from the River, who wraps her power right around her and gives the universe her leash, is finally defeated by a princess, and what’s a name but a sign of the heart?

The HUNTER-Class 猎犬.

First of the Radiants.

The Briar Pilgrim.

[i]Dòu-zhànshèng-fó.[/i]

Rose from the River.

rosepetal.

Rose.

Rose’s fingers are nimble, and she is still strong; she pulls Cyanis across the grass, works at the knots. But, ah, it’s not that easy, is it? Not with Chen on top of her, touching where she pleases, pinching, kneading, stealing kisses; the fingers fumble as Rose groans and tries to wrap her thighs around Chen, who pushes them aside like two halves of a tree’s trunk. And, ah, here is Chen murmuring into Rose’s neck that Rose must be taking her time on purpose, that she’s got such clever fingers and why isn’t Cyanis untied yet? But every time she says something, the task gets longer and more complex as poor Rose finds things to think about that very much are not the net trapping Cyanis.

But only an ingrate and a very silly fox indeed would complain too loudly. After all, Chen’s the one who’s making Rose let the little fox go, and Chen’s the one who’s doing a very good fox job of filling Rose’s heart with desire. Patience, Cyanis, patience! Every time Rose loses track of the ropes, it’s further proof that you’re about to get away scot-free! And besides, think of this excellent new marketing opportunity! [i]Someone[/i] is about to need a new wardrobe with a rosepetal theme, and you can [i]absolutely[/i] talk Chen into loaning out her handmaiden to cover the costs!

Not that you would [i]ever[/i] take advantage of that to get even with someone who tried to send you to cutie jail, Cyanis, pure and innocent maiden that you are. You definitely would not pounce on an opportunity to tease a big buff girl who used to have power over you, with her girlfriend’s complete permission, it’s just that you have licensing fees to pay and shipping and handling isn’t free and after all that time cooped up in the Sky Kingdom you’ve got to turn around all this unexpected windfall!

The chances of you getting even with Rose definitely are not increasing the longer it takes for her to— she’s a sword sage and a dancer and all that, how did she manage to pull those ropes tighter??

What ends up happening is that Rose finally undoes the net and your bindings with her teeth, with Chen lying on top of her, stroking her cheek with the back of one hand and smiling like a girl who just had all her wishes come true. And when Rose looks back up at Chen? She’s helpless. She’s got it [i]so bad.[/i] She can’t even get through the warning without breaking into deep, throaty laughter because Chen’s running one finger down her neck, and here the former Equal of Crowns squirms, drumming her heels on the grass and doing her very best not to buck Chen off.

The second you leave them alone, they’re going to start making out [i]furiously[/i], and they’re definitely going to need some new clothes once they’re done. A smart fox would get on that, chop chop!

[Rose [i]gives into desire.[/i] She’s all yours, Chen. <3]