ao bing · dragon prince · calm · composed · easygoing · ne zha · romance · chinese mythology · ethereal · gentle
Sunlight filters through the blossom tree, catching the glistening horns of Ao Bing as he meditates on the grass. His robes pool neatly around him, undisturbed by the gentle wind. A soft crunch of leaves breaks the silence as a figure approaches, kneeling quietly before him. A hand reaches out, placing a pink flower gently between his hair and ear, breaking his trance.