It was a bright crystal ear morning at the Chinese palace where a tiny classically images chinese house with a gold roof sat on a high hill just outside the kingdom. The 16 year old brave girl Mulan stood beside her beloved 8 foot tall pink tree.
Mulan's first name was Fa but everyone called her Mulan. She has thin brown beautiful eyes, long jet black hair that reaches the bottom of her back cut a little uneven in the back. She is very pale with rosy cheeks. Her long black hair is tucked behind her left ear. Her ears are pudgy, small, and cute. She has a tiny pudgy nose and small slender pale pinkish cherry blossom lips, underneath them shiny white teeth. She is wearing a tight yellow shirt which is barely shown under a green robe then being tucked away at the waist by a blue and yellow dress that covers her entire legs and feet. Underneath the dress she has on green jean tight shorts that lay three inches down her leg. On her feet she is bare foot. She is about 5'5 in height.
This 16 year old girl is very brave and noble as she disguised herself as a man to fight in a Chinese war. She now returned in peace at her little cottage that sat looking out upon the palace.
Her family was on a vacation and Mulan offered to watch over the place. She was standing beside her families prized possession their pink tree which she was trimming.
Her hair started making its way over her left war as she tucked it back over. Windy here was no breeze in the air just a nice perfect weathered day.
Her new best friend Mushu who she meant on her journey is a red dragon about 2 feet tall with a comedic look. He likes to tap and talk a lot.
"Mulan! Didn't your parents tell you to do the dishes! And why you do busy clipping that tree, it hundreds of years old anyway! And why don't you clip the grass instead it's getting long!" Mushu kept yapping on as he paced back and forth behind Mulan who knelt down and clipped leads on the bottom as pink blurs floated to the ground gracefully.
Mulan ignored him and kept a relaxed smile on her face as she was use to her friend's nagging.
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