(WHEW...just finished reading the last five pages and they were...actually theres no way to describe those chapters that ain't downright filthy so I'll just post my intro XD)<br/><br/>*Sakura had begun the day as usual, setting up a massive platter of fruit for the clansmen, her twelve little Hanaryuu(means flower dragon) helpers constantly scurrying about the camp tending to the morning chores, collecting bags of fertilizer to be transported to ideal locations, and moving said things away from the camp so no one stepped in--it--the Goddess herself was reminiscing over the past year, the many friends, worshipers, even a few thralls who'd made themselves her own. The Adventure in the swamplands to harvest the giant bamboo that now grew as an enormous bamboo thicket surrounding the entire encampment. The rice collected from the far western plains, which she packed into rice balls for the hunters and gatherers to use as field rations to keep their energy up, often with traditional sweet bean jam flavoring(believe me its delicious);...the iron cauldron, cherished by the community...that thing cost her six arms...had she not been able to replace limbs Sakura would have had the chief for dinner that day, but she was the only one in the villiage capable of bearing the dangers of the Cockatrice caves, and after trapping the deadly thing our gathereres were able to mine nearly a ton of pure iron ore, coal, and precious gems from its lair. But most important, was the cauldron, with it we could brew stew, beverages, boil rice...MEDICINE, such a treasure it had become*<br/><br/>*She regretted none of it though, and had begun to think it may be hard to return to Shangrila once the 12 year pilgrimage to commune with Samsara(the wheel of reincarnation) was complete and-'wait whats with gloomy?'  she caught herself thinking, watching one black cloaked Xaria sneak off to the western gate where the third caravan was just arriving according to Chisana her firstbourn Hanaryuu; smallest but Eldest, Chisana Kyojin(Little Giant) was a Bamboo Hanaryuu, her tail could grow to colossal sizes, enough to swallow an elephant whole even though she was roughly the size of a house cat. She lead the others which consisted of two other Bamboo hanaryuu, four Wheat, and the rest were sugar cane Hanaryuu, as their species would suggest they were sweet little things, innocent, kind natured, and very generous. Sakura watched as they passed out roll's and fruit to the early birds of the camp(pun intended) each roll this morning was stuffed with fresh cooked boar meat, felled by a lucky huntress in the dark hours of the morn. Nothing helps one get moving in the morning like a warm breakfast after all.*<br/><br/>"I suppose I should go see what all the hububbs about", *finishing up the massive fruit platter, Sakura left it by the fire to keep the insects(other than Kari) away before drawing her field horn from its resting place on her hip, and sounding it twice to let the camp know breakfast was ready before the voluptuous dragon withdrew ten of her many arms into the turtle shell shaped organ on her back, the wooden gauntlets protruding from said organ each having their index finger and thumb touching, as if in meditation. Holding her staff in her left hand, she sheathed her curved harvesting knife on her left hip, next to her hatchet, adjusting her long pink and brown coat, and checking to make sure her brown bikini style tabbard(a cloth that hangs between the legs) was neatly in place along with the brown bra that kept her honeydew melon sized breasts(in proportion to her body) from popping out from behind her coat, she trudged off towards the western gate, her small clawed feet leaving deep marks in the dirt from supporting her powerful frame.*<br/><br/>*After turning the corner between the House-plants, and grass huts she was quite surprised to see a full grown Hydranaga occupying most of the path, a 'monstergirl that big might actually fill me up for once', was her first thought, but she quickly moved to greet said Hydranaga, standing as tall as any of Rams' heads and a body perhapse twice as thick(specially at the hips and rump), she stated a simple, "Mornin to ye honey", *before taking a position rather close to the great beast and flopping her enormous 'behind' down on the ground, completely undeterred by the mass of muscle and might before her. The smell of her cherry blossoms smothering everything in the area, sending everyone into a state of harmony(in other words, making them feel relaxed or happy), her long pink cloudy mane fluttering in the morning breeze.*<br/><br/>(how was my first post?)