Bella and Redana. Your reverie of sake is interrupted by the arrival of what you would think would be a servitor maid. 

You’ll note first that she’s not any species that you’d recognize. Her fur and her build are not entirely dissimilar from Bella, but her ears are more rounded, her coat speckled in gray and black, and her tail is long and fluffy, long enough to trail out behind her and then still wrap around her neck. On Earth, you’d call her a snow leopard girl, but it’s possible that none of you have ever seen anything quite like that before, absent some extremely deep searches in the historical annals of Tellus. 

You’ll note second that her maid’s outfit is enough to put even Bella’s most silly kitty meowmeow tea party moments to shame. She has thick puffy sleeves that floof out at the shoulders and arms with lace at the shoulders and wrists. And her apron and dress puff out even more from layers of petticoats and fabric beneath the outer layer such that the area around her waist and legs is almost like an umbrella of fabric and lace every which way. It’s a miracle she moves in it at all! Except that as she lands, she touches down with the measured control over her own body of a ballet dancer.

Actually scratch that first and second bit. What you probably saw first was that she flew into the space from high above, her form silhouetted in moonlight. And that she was riding nothing but a single slender longsword for her flight. All while also carrying a fairly substantial cake dish and wearing a moderately sized bag on her back. 

Yue, you’re met by the arrival of your friend and sword instructor, the Princess Chen, who promptly lands next to you, sets down her cake dish, and catches you up in a fabric-filled hug before turning back to your new friends and their sake.

She offers a curtsy. “Hi! I’m sorry to interrupt. You see, I had this cake ready for a picnic a little while ago, but the picnic was cancelled due to the arrival of some new guests in a very large ship. And, well, this sort of strawberry layer cake isn’t going to keep forever, so I thought I’d at least deliver it from the castle of the Northern Wind. And then I sensed a qi duel with only one person out here at the shrine, which seemed really weird because I’m pretty sure Yue doesn’t have a one-person secret sword since the last time we fought. So I came out to look.”

She blushes and curtsies again, deep enough to rustle all her clothes against the ground. “Oh, I’m sorry, my mom will be so mad at me for forgetting all my Princess etiquette. My name is Princess Chen of the Inner Heart, formerly of the Northern Wind. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I hope you don’t mind me joining and bringing cake!”