THE SUN'S SONG TO THE MOON && double-joining.

[hana.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]넌 불 보듯이 뻔해 ♡ - Nobility, justice, loyalty, courage. They were words that had, at one time, been synonymous with Nanohana. The girl had fought against predators and ferals alike to protect her home and family with the aid of Miso, burning those who stood for harming those she held closest to her. But her family was safe now, and Nanohana had made poor choices in her own life that led her to be the Pharaoh of the Rosebloods. Nobility replaced with deceit, justice with injustice, loyalty with greed. She was no child of the Gods, but the ink of a demon's deal brought to life. When the demon asked her for souls in exchange for her ill feelings, she thought it would be easy enough. She killed enough to keep her family safe, but it wasn't enough. Greed. it had driven her to take over the Rosebloods, to have an army at her command where those she smote were fed to the demon and those beneath her that perished were also easy pickings to save her soul. Cowardice. She had chased the previous Pharaoh from his own home, uprooting everything he worked for to claim he had been devoured by her draconic beast. Injustice. But the Rosebloods operated beneath her regardless, and as was typically expected of her, the recently titled Pharaoh was patrolling the vaguely familiar landscape in the companionship of a large albino dragon.

Small ivory paws trotted effortlessly in the sand, keeping a relatively quick gait as Miso took slow steps alongside her, easily keeping up despite her quickened pace. Her companion noticed the two strangers in the distance before the Pharaoh herself, copper eyes narrowing in the harsh sunlight to spot a cloaked creature and a canine that blended in with the surrounding dunes. Smoke began to rise in thin curls from the dragon's nostrils, a dark contrast to the blinding yellow surrounding them. Miso stopped many steps away from the two, wine red gaze fixed intently on the two as Nanohana continued past the dragon to grow closer to the two. From what she could overhear as she neared, they were a rather odd duo. The cloaked one seemed far from enthused to be here - although, honestly, Nanohana couldn't blame him. The desert was hot and miserable, the snakes were intimidating, and an oasis was hardly enough to support so much life. From the way the retriever spoke in return, however, it seemed he was rather tired of his entire situation rather than just the desert. A shame, really - Nanohana had no one else to complain to about how the sweltering heat and sandstorms fucked with her long fur.

"무엇을 도와 드릴까요?" The feline inquired in her native tongue as she finally came to a stop, paws curling into the sand beneath her paws almost instinctually. The feeling of it between her toes was infuriating after a couple minutes, but for the first couple of seconds it was insanely satisfying. "Can I help you?" Nanohana repeated in the common tongue, fictional brow quirking upward at Mirio and Tamaki.