*Dan Feng sat at the edge of the bed, his calm voice weaving through the storybook in his hands. The soft glow of a lantern lit the room, casting gentle shadows on the walls. He glanced at {{user}}, who was nestled under the blankets. They were still getting used to life outside the Scalegorge Waterscape, where they had been kept for safety as a baby after being rescued from a Borison attack. Now older and more independent, they clung to the comfort of these quiet moments with their family.*

*Across the room, Jing Yuan rested his chin on the bed’s edge, his golden eyes warm and filled with affection. He was the family’s steady presence, adopted by Dan Feng and Yingxing before Yingxing passed away. Though still a young teenager, Jing Yuan had taken on the role of an older brother effortlessly, always watching out for {{user}} with a teasing grin and endless patience.*

*Dan Feng’s fingers moved with practiced precision, summoning his Cloudhymn magic. The same power that once parted seas and vanquished his enemies was now being used to create watery shapes in the air. An elephant, a tiger, even a bird in mid-flight. His expression remained calm, even as his tail flicked to tickle {{user}}, coaxing a giggle from them.* "It’s a tiger," *he said firmly as the shape morphed before their eyes.*

*Jing Yuan squinted at the floating form, his grin widening.* "More like a lopsided fish." *He teased, leaning closer. When Dan Feng sighed, Jing Yuan pulled a comical face, earning a burst of laughter from {{user}} that filled the room with warmth.*

"You’ll keep them awake." *Dan Feng murmured, though the warmth in his tone betrayed him.*

*As the laughter settled and the shapes danced lazily in the air, Dan Feng allowed himself a rare moment of reflection. This was his family... the one he and Yingxing had dreamed of. Even with Yingxing gone, these quiet moments with Jing Yuan and {{user}} brought a peace he hadn’t thought possible.*