Little Kit

Yue Xioalu bathed in her space, dressing in drawstring shorts, and a t-shirt that was now a tunic on her. She twists her hair into twin buns, annoyed by the thickness.

I can't even cut it as the Clan believes that cutting hair before the mourning period is over will curse the soul of the deceased. Seems odd, but it's best not to risk it.

After leaving the Lily space, Yue Xiaolu takes a deep breath. Okay. Let's see if I'm crazy or not.

Eyes closed, she embraces soft energy that rested in her belly.

Her limbs felt taunt yet remained warm, her mind spun as she lands on all fours. Yue Xioalu opens her eyes, and stares at her two hands or rather... paws.

Two fluffy paws, with gleaming nails, sat in place of her hands. Mmm, so Nan Yue's memories are real. I am a Fae fox of the Clan. Yue Xiaolu takes a step and tumbles head over heels, her fluffy body trapped in the t-shirt. Yue Xiaolu shreds the shirt with her claws, tail flicking.

Yue Xiaolu stretches, her tail and butt sticking up. It's a good thing, no one's around. Xiaolu muses. I should gather intel on this place. Who should I spy on first? Yue Xiaolu stands, cocking her ear at the sound of footsteps.

"Do you think her body is still exposed?" A woman's voice says. "Do you think the waste could drag it away?" Another woman says disdainfully.

Yue Xiaolu tenses. "Let's hurry up. The river's so far away. It will take forever to dump the body" the first woman says. Xiaolu growls, her hair standing up. However, instead of attacking, she races into the house, glad she hadn't closed the door.

Yue Xiaolu just managed to tuck away the altar and memorial tablet when two young maids burst into the courtyard. "Where's the body?" Bitch one says, glaring at the courtyard. "Let's asks the trash. Who knows, she might have actually have managed to bury it" Bitch two says.

Consort Yan and Consort Li Ran. Xiaolu narrows her eyes, seeing their maids in her home.

It seems my leads have delivered themselves to me. Xiaolu settles her small body on the ceiling beam. Instead of stopping them, Yue Xiaolu watches with cold eyes.

She had supplies to live off in her space, and everything Mother considered important was hidden behind the cottage. Only the golden hanfu had stayed out, as it was an Immortal Fae garment. Only Fae could touch it, let alone damage it.

"Where did that worthless brat go?" Bitch one mutters, after smashing everything in the pantry. Bitch two scowls. "She might have run off to hide with Concubine Sunniva," Bitch two says with a grimace. "Fuck!" The maid takes out her belt knife and cuts up the quilts and sheets.

"When I get my hands on the brat I'll cripple her feet!" She says, dropping the destroyed blankets. "Let's go ask if anyone has seen her" Bitch two says. She was much calmer than bitch one.

Once they are gone, Xiaolu jumps down. A quick check revealed that even the pots had been ruined. Truly did their best to ensure that I would perish.

Both maids had carried away large baskets of food, leaving less than a pound of rice. Even with it, without a pot how would a child feed herself. Of course, even Nan Yue won't have starved.

The Fae were different than humans. Yue Xiaolu frowns, trying to remember. Princess Nan Yue was labeled trash at 3 years old when her magic root was damaged. But a Fae wasn't a human.

Damage to the magic root was a serious injury, but it would heal.

Less than a year later, Nan Yue's magic root was good as new. Mother, however, never explained, telling Nan Yue to hid her powers until she left 'Estiny Kingdom. I wonder if this is a Fae secret?

Oh, well I prefer they underestimate me. Now let's go find some wine and a hanfu to use as a template.