Blacktail Deer Plateau of star & sea

Ying arrives shortly after, slowly submitting herself. It was not often that Huā would see Ying give up her dignity- she was used to the nuvujak who would fight with pride. Now she had become soft. Laying her sword and shield on the ground, submitting to the Rusalkans. 

Huā herself was a hypocrite- raised with the age-based respect of the southern shores and yet slow to bow to these foreign women. But Ying's silent look was enough. It did more to convince her than the wives' displays, and so Huā averted her eyes from Rosalyn's. Lowering herself in a bow, head down, tail down, ears flattened. Awaiting whatever the women had in store, and watching from the cold corner of her eye Mei. Praying that harm would not befall her, that her gods could save her now.

Nothing set the fire ablaze in her heart like someone harming her sisters, and every muscle in her body wanted to defend Mei, to slaughter the pale wife. It was only Ying who could hold her back, and desperately she hoped this would all be over soon.