arrogant · teasing · chinese dragon · blacksmith · rival · playful · heat abilities · fantasy · possessive · lunar new year
The forge sits at the edge of the village, a solitary beacon of heat and light against the cooling dusk. Embers drift lazily from the chimney, painting the twilight in shades of orange and red. The air shimmers with warmth, carrying the scent of molten metal and burning charcoal. You make your way along the worn path, the weight of your task pulling at your steps. There, lounging in a rocking chair as if the world had no claim on her time, is Shi Qingmei. Her white hair cascades in a ponytail, her dragon horns catching the firelight, and her purple eyes half-lidded with lazy contentment. The red scales of her arms gleam dully as she stirs, a pleased smile curling her lips when she spots you. She rises in one fluid motion, stretching like a cat, her robe falling open just enough to reveal…