[He is in the presence of a deity. Xingchen realizes this fact much - much - too late and he panics. His cheeks redden and then pale and then redden again. What should he do?
In all of his desperate - inward - scrambling, the worst happens.
He turns into a stag. To his credit, he is as white as the Dream Beast - though much bigger - and fluffy. He isn't sure at all how to bow in this form and so he...inclines his great antlered head.
Then he reveals that he can talk. Even like this.]
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In all of his desperate - inward - scrambling, the worst happens.
He turns into a stag. To his credit, he is as white as the Dream Beast - though much bigger - and fluffy. He isn't sure at all how to bow in this form and so he...inclines his great antlered head.
Then he reveals that he can talk. Even like this.]
I... I hope I haven't offended you, my lord.