*Duolan nodded, her antena twitching. yes, she supposed she was; bright pink in a sea of beiges, blacks, and browns*
Duolan: I'm Duolan. Nice to meet you *she bowed to the older girl, just like before with the other kids* Nǐ hǎo
(oop, wait, thought that was a guy, whoopsie lol. ok, pretend she said jiějiě instead of gēgē, it just means older sister rather than older brother)
*Duolan looked at the wasp, eyes bright and full of intrigue despite her fear. She was so pretty, in an intimidating way, the shine on her amber wings magically contrasting the dark black of her occasional exoskeleton*
Duolan: *breathlessly* . . . you're very pretty, jiějiě
*Duolan's wings fluttered nervously amongst the sashes of her hanfu as she looked at the wasp, eyes wider than before. She'd watch her mother kill a wasp before, but they were still pretty scary to a small Mantis like Duolan herself. "Not Infront of the rich", eh? was she rich? Duolan had always her her mother and sisters refer to them as a high class warrior family, but I suppose she was rich. strange to think of herself that way though. she bowed to the wasp, voice meek and subservient*
Duolan: Xièxiè nǐ gēgē, thank you *Duolan then bit her lip nervously, looking away* did I, cause this? I'm sorry if I did
*Duolan tilted her head and frowned, crossing her arms*
Duolan: *stiffly* I don't tussle. I need to be like a flower, and flowers don't tussle
*Ah yes; once a rich girl, always a rich girl I see*
*Duolan watched as the two kids tussled on the ground, eyes wide. was this a thing that boys did? her brothers didn't act like this- although perhaps that was because she lived separate from her brothers; like, she knew she had some, but where they were she didn't know*
Duolan: what're they doing?
(Fun Fact; Mantis can mate with any Mantis of the same species, including family members. I wonder what those boys are being hidden for . . . )
