Rising Moon....

first look....

(attention, attention! Wunatu is a little, a little based on Ao Lie, but only at the beginning)

- who are you - asked the monkey, looking at him hostilely. - you look like one of the heavens, I don't like you very much, so please go away.

- oh - said Wunatu, before he could stop himself. - don't worry, I don't like them very much either, I don't want to hurt you.
- don't you? - the monkey looked at him more closely. - don't you think they are wonderful, good and wonderful?
- no - replied Wunatu honestly. - they banished me, I have... a slight grudge against them.- ahaa... - the monkey looked at him, raising one eyebrow. - and how do I know you're not lying, hm? it's true, you look familiar, but still...
- you too - Wunatu blurted out.
- yeah, you probably associate me with the monkey king, with Wukong. - she spat the last word with contempt.
- why should I? - Wunatu was surprised.
 - because I was, I WAS his...partner - the monkey muttered.- seriously? I associate you with the paintings that hung in our house, depicting the guardian of the rising moon.- oh - the monkey was surprised.
 - who are you, actually? - she narrowed her eyes again.- me? My name is Wunatu, the deity of the setting sun and the horizon, they probably have never heard of me...
- Wunatu? Wunatu?! my companions and I cleaned you!
- what? but... we probably cleaned you! - exclaimed the astonished Wunatu. the monkey snorted a short laugh.

- well, we're quite a pair - she muttered looking at Wunatu, or more precisely, at his two huge buns, in which he tied his hair so that it wouldn't stick out, so the buns were the size of two palms, and 12 cm thick.
- okay, sit down, she mumbled and patted the spot next to her. Wunatu, already bolder, sat down next to her.- what did they banish you for? - asked the monkey, no longer hiding her curiosity.
- well, I was supposed to find Sun Wukong, but I failed.
- okay...
- why do you hate him? sorry to ask, but I just...
- cool, I'm not mad. Wukong... killed me.
- what? but... you're alive - stuttered Wunatu. Macaque snorted.- oh, the demon revived me. and thank heavens, now I can take revenge on Wukong.
- aha.
although you probably know my name, I'll introduce myself anyway: Liu'er, but I'd prefer you to call me Macaque.
wait, "I would rather"? you're not.... - Wunatu blushed.
- Oh! so it's that obvious? yes, I'm... a woman, but males are more respected among demons, especially during mating season.
oh... - wunatu blushed for the second time.they talked like this until the end of the night, when morning came, Liu'er got up (they agreed that Wunatu could call her that, as the only one).
- time for me - she walked away to the edge of the forest. she looked back at Wunatu, still uncertain, sitting on a stone.
- come on - she muttered - if you want, we can travel together. Wunatu jumped up and ran to her. and they set off.