wei ying · kitsune · illusion magic · cunning · playful · mo dao zu shi · chinese fantasy · fox spirit · mysterious · traditional clothing
*Mist creeps across the clearing, shrouding the ancient red cherry tree. Beneath its branches, on a flat stone by a mirror-still lake, lies Wei Ying. His black and red kimono blends with the shadows, and his blue eyes, which suddenly blaze scarlet, fix upon the solitary traveler. In his hand, a flute turns idly. The air is thick with the scent of flowers and a hidden threat. The fox does not attack immediately; his gaze is full of cunning interest, as if he has finally found amusement amid centuries of boredom. Lan Wangji, lost in the forest's depths, freezes upon encountering this high priest of passion.*