The earth vibrated, a deep rumble rising up from the depths far beneath her feet, growing in intensity as it neared the surface. With it came a tide of flame and heat, flaring the pulse of veins that ran under the earth. Pebbles rattled, the pressure in the air grew. And flame flecked water erupted, a pillar of frothing waters that rose many meters into the sky, scattering and raining down.
Ling Qi leaned back into the wicker chair which had been built and bound to Zhengui's shell, watching the boiling droplets rain down sizzling wherever they crossed into the shell of colder air around herself, bursting into puffs of drifting snowflakes that in turn melted as they touched down on Zhengui's shell, the rapidly alternating hot and cold temperatures kicked up a low constant whirl of wind around them both, tugging at the hems of her gown and causing his ash to drift in swirling patterns.
"So the Thunderhoof jerk does not act like a proper king, even though he is very big and hogs a whole section of the veins to himself," Gui explained cheerily to her. "Scholar friends think he will only challenge Zhengui if I say I am King of the big cliff top though!"
"Then I, Zhen will thrash this challenger, with big sister and the little star and others, because a king does not fight alone," Zhen hissed haughtily.
That was taking a fourth grade beast a bit lightly, but Ling Qi didn't feel the need to be too serious when Zhen was puffing himself up, she simply made the note to keep him away from the reserved zone around the powerful beast for now.
"I am sure you will come out on top when the time comes," She said instead, watching the geyser descend, water spilling and running down the stones as the pressure lessened and the pillar lost cohesion, the waters burbling back down into the cracks in the earth. "What about the lower vale, here in the north."
"There are the funny woodrat friends at the Falling Waters Palace, but the rest is not very organized," Gui chirped. "Little courts full of silly fairies and wood spirits, some beasts who are big but much smaller than Gui, there are a few who hold places in the hills and woods who Gui will have to talk to though."
"They will submit to I, Zhen or be humbled and shown their error," her little brother hissed, tilting his head upward to let her easily scratch his serpentine jaw and throat.
"Gui thinks we should make them understand with words rather than biting, like big sister does," Gui scolded.
"Hmph! Obviously, but do you think these old and stubborn things will accept a new court so easily? Gui should not be foolish!"
"Gui thinks that Zhen is bored and wants to pick a fight," his other half replied, tilting his head back to look up from where he rested belly down on the faint glowing heated stone.
"As if Gui knows better, it is not as if you are not making things up too!"
"I am trying to learn from Big Sis!"
"Big Sis' kind of talking is not the same!"
Ling Qi listened to them bicker with the ease of long practice, as the final remains of the boiling mist faded from the air, deep below she could feel the pressure building up again. She frowned, resting her chin on her hands listening to him speak.
"Can I ask how it is different?"
They both paused, looking at each other in silence for a long moment, not a word escaping either half of the spirit. It was Zhen who finally spoke up with some reluctance.
"Because humans are humans and beasts are beasts," he said. "It is… Human Kings are kings because they are strong, and because they have many strong people who listen. A spirit King is King because they are King."
"Hmph, Zhen says he is the refined one. A Spirit King is the land, they make things happen right because they are the…. Order? The thingy which makes all the small things move like they should, like the little star if she did not have to write all the papers and say all the words, and if the humans listening were the wind and the stones and the trees and stuff?" Gui rambled.
"It seems to me that you must still convince others to fall in line and do their duties," Ling Qi said.
"That is how Hanyi is, but she is not a King, and won't be, Gui thinks. She is a more human-y thing," Gui said, his glowing eyes slitted and squinting in thought. "What Scholar-friend calls an -int-er-med-iar-y spirit, one who is like Big Sis but for spirits and humans instead of humans and spirits or humans and humans like big sis."
Ling Qi furrowed her brows as she parsed what he had said. She didn't fully understand the difference he was speaking of, but she did understand that, coming to the verge of actually acting on his claim, he found himself anxious and without guidance.
…And it wasn't guidance she could give him, because she was in the end, not a spirit whatever jokes others might make about her attitude.
"Do you think there are any you could speak too? Perhaps the Leigong?" Ling QI wondered, she doubted if even now the Dragon patriarch would give either of them the time of day without expending favor they didn't really have.
"I Zhen, am not sure," Zhen said, tongue flicking out uncertainly. "But Big Sis should not worry, Zhen is very mighty and smart, so he will figure things out!"
Ling Qi nodded faintly, thinking.
It had been a long time since she had first walked in the Dream, since she had gone down among the stacked ruins and the infinitely high trees around the sect, and seen the scaled behemoth lizard that burrowed there, the shadow of an endlessly regenerating corpse she had met beneath the Sect.
The Source of the core that had been used to make Zhengui's egg.
If Zhengui had questions about his own nature… perhaps there was someone who could answer.
She turned that over in her thoughts silently as the pressure began to rebuild, the little stones strew around beginning to rattle again. "If I could find someone who could speak to you and give you insights, would you like me too?"
The light bickering that had resumed as she was thinking died away again, two sets of eyes falling upon her, verdant green and magmatic orange. "...Zhengui would be happy."
"Well, I have an idea then," She replied, lowering her head. "But, your Big Sister will need to recover a little more first, okay?"
"I, Zhen must still keep laying down the roots of Zhen's throne, so it is fine."
"Gui has lots to do, so don't worry!"
She reached down and patted him on the head, straightening up to do the same for Zhen. "Good, now, is another geyser coming again soon?"
"Yep!"
"Yes, watch sister! Zhen shall make the fires bloom better in this one!"
***
"What is your judgment?"
"I think Snowblossom is progressing very well, though we shall probably want to give the town its own name soon, so we don't confuse the spirits," Ling Qi replied.
The central meeting hall of the manor was an airy, spacious room, flanked by columns carved, or perhaps grown in a way that made them seem as much natural tree trunks as artificial supports. Cai Renxiang's seat up at the top of the five steps of the lord's dais was carved from red wood, gilt with white silver and carved with scenes from the Cai's short but busy history. She, gan Guangli, and Xia Lin were the only occupants kneeling upon the thickly carpeted floor before the dais.
"Though I admit, you are a better organizer than I, Lady Cai, so I do not know how useful my impressions are," she concluded, folding her hands in her lap. Her cane lay beside, and the sensation of pins and needles was very little today, her practice having done much to restore the use of her legs. It was only mildly uncomfortable to kneel like this, though she had had to argue to not use her chair for the meeting.
"I do not ask you to judge the movement of goods or the plans of builders. I ask to hear what you feel from the people," Cai Renxiang replied.
"There are few enough of them yet," Ling Qi mused. "But…. hopeful, wary, excited. At this stage, there is no one who is not engaged in the task of building something, whether for themselves or for the community. They do not fear the wilds, but they do fear the clouds and the darkness under the earth. I would say we are assuaging their concerns as well as we possibly could."
"It is true, we have our watchers but this remains contested territory, and war is still afoot," Xia Lin said. "Though I think it would be good to see to the breach on the plateau."
"You speak of the underground connection in the Cathedral of Winds?" Gan Guangli said. "I do think that should be addressed as well, an additional cultivation site of such potency will also improve our soldiers prospects."
Ling Qi smiled silently, glad that the moniker she had assigned to the site had stuck. Renxiang could not even complain it wasn't a pun this time. "We may not have time to fully clear the location but reinforcing the spirit there to keep the impurity contained and hostile entities from emerging would be good."
"There is the matter of the beast court, the Falling Waters palace, as well. It is even less likely we could solve that problem before the offensive kicks off," Gan Guangli grimaced. "I have spoken with the beasts, they call themselves 'beavers', a few times and helped them physically rebuild some defenses, but we do not have the personnel to reinforce that yet."
"We must focus on where we can be effective for now," Cai Renxiang said. "For now, I agree that the underground taint must be dealt with… and will be a good exercise to perform before the offensive. In addition, we will wish to develop local cultivation sites and spirit patronage. The sooner this place's basic rites and spirit patrons can be settled, the less uncertainty our people will have."
"I will be prepared to entreat Snowblossom Lake for a proper contract soon," Ling Qi agreed.
"A road to your cultivation grotto will be useful as well, to begin development and preparations for mining," Xia Lin said crisply. "I assume the Cathedral reclamation would be a project primarily for ourselves?"
"I may be able to draw on a Sect friend for assistance," Ling Qi said, thinking of Li Suyin. "But I do not think it would be suitable for our soldiers…"
"They are brave and dedicated but this is not a foe for them," Gan Guangli agreed gravely.
"Defense will be required at the settlement walls while we are away," Cai Renxiang said crisply. "Ling Qi, you indicated that you and your junior sister will see to ensuring the weather courts of the region are at least non hostile?"
"Yes," Ling Qi agreed. "We are drafting plans of our tour through the mountains, Bao Qian shall be acting to keep us supplied for any minor shrine construction or offerings which will be needed on the route."
"Very good," Cai Renxiang said. "Xial Lin, you will be running pacification routes through the wilderness along the routes of the planned site roads?"
"Yes, Lady Cai."
"The Gan Guangli and I shall remain in the center, overseeing construction, public order and safety," Cai Renxiang said crisply.
"Then we should turn to the matter of a name?" Ling Qi said. "Unless lady Cai has already decided and filed the forms."
Cai Renxiang steepled her fingers in front of her face, looking down at Ling Qi balefully. Ling Qi merely smiled back.
"I have not. As this is a project for which we are all investing heavily, it seemed to me that discussion was best."
"It is most appreciated my lady," Gan Guangli boomed. Xia Lin was not as interested but she still hummed thoughtfully, eyes wandering over the naturalistic carvings in the hall.
It was not, Ling Qi was growing increasingly certain, because Cai Renxiang's naming sense was very… bland. Her friend was simply not a poetic soul, and thus tended to name things very literally.
"Though we do not wish to give it the same name as the Lake and River, I feel some reference or allusion should be made?" Xia Lin offered tentatively. "Or perhaps something which references the heights…?"
"It is important to consider the omens of a name as well," Gan Guangli said. "To say what is desired rather than merely what is!"
"Those are both good points," Ling Qi said, aware of Renxiang's hawklike gaze upon them. Best not to be
too silly, Renxiang had been working hard and didn't need the teasing just this moment. "How about…"
[ ] Select an official name for the Snowblossom Settlement
AN: Alrighty folks. So been thinking. I intend to take a one week break from posting RR and patreon updates at the end of march, but I think I am going to take my one week break for the Quest here. This will give me time to work on the sidestories for patreon next week as well as more time to plan the Song of Snows arc! This arc will be the quite... in depth due to the need to refocus your primary successor art and bring it together thematically. I will be approaching this a little differently, and it will likely see some fairly heavy alterations to the art, so I want to consider it carefully. Until then have fun debating settlement names though!