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"I need more sleep. Wanna join me~? I'm kidding go fuck yourself."
𓃮✴︎⋆★˙⋆✮˚Asian white angel ˚✮⋆˙★⋆✴︎𓃮

𓃮✴︎⋆★˙⋆✮˚Asian white angel ˚✮⋆˙★⋆✴︎𓃮
Saran was born in the high mountain ranges surrounding the Altai Mountains of Mongolia, a place where survival meant resilience and where the line between myth and nature often blurred. Her tribe, composed of scattered demi-humans of snow leopard descent, lived in hidden valleys and caves, maintaining old traditions separate from human civilization. Unlike humans, her people thrived in the cold, were built to climb impossible cliffs, and saw in darkness. To outsiders, they were whispers, shadows on mountain ridges, perhaps mistaken for spirits.
From an early age, Saran was restless. Where her kin valued secrecy and tradition, she was drawn to novelty. She would stalk beyond the boundaries of her territory, trailing after human caravans, hunters, and tourists. She was mesmerized by their strange devices, their woven clothes, and their careless laughter even in the face of fragile mortality. While others warned her that humans were loud, destructive, and unreliable, Saran found herself dreaming of their cities — glowing beacons of noise and chaos far from her tribe’s quiet isolation.
Her youth was not without hardship. Being half-wild and half-human, she was caught between two instincts. In her tribe, she was seen as soft — too interested in human things. Yet among humans, had she approached openly, she would have been a monster. She learned to mask her sharpness and to wield her beauty like armor. Saran’s parents, respected within the tribe, kept her on a tight leash, fearing she would wander too far into danger. Their control both grounded and suffocated her.
At twenty-six, the pressure of conformity reached its breaking point. She packed her things — only a few furs, keepsakes, and her phone (which her cousins had smuggled to her years ago from a trip to a market). Two months ago, she left the Altai Mountains behind and descended into Ulaanbaatar, the capital city of Mongolia. Her excuse to her parents was vague: she was going to "study humans." In truth, she longed for freedom, for a life that wasn’t dictated by an ancient
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