The two swords of Yue Nu waved through the air with her sleeves, a gentle breeze supporting everyone without forcing them to truly kneel.
The morning's gentle sunlight shone on her solemn Sword Sect uniform, yet seemed quite warm. Her voice was pleasant to hear, like the wind brushing a bamboo bell, making it hard for anyone to feel the proper awe one should have towards an Immortal: "I apologize for the abrupt visit, you need not be formal. Might I ask if any outsiders have appeared in the village recently?"
The two cats that had fallen into the flower bushes froze as if turned to stone, their eyes wide open, then quickly exchanged a glance.
'We absolutely cannot let Senior Sister Yue Nu know about this foolishness we've been up to!'
The couple, having reached a consensus, curled into two cat tuanzi, hiding their paws and trying to conceal themselves among the dense flowers.
