"Nice to see you again, Storm." Right on time. Luna had just finished pouring herself a cup of coffee. She'd 'sensed' the young hedgehog would drop by for something; though she was unclear on what, and had prepared her drink ahead of time.

Beautiful dreamer, her faithful orchid, had settled itself down for the evening, curled around inside an ornate, porcelain bowl filled with earth and water. It snored softly.

Luna wasn't sleeping anyway. She could feel the restlessness in the little hedgehog's head, and it was difficult to ignore.

The Seer’s room, her apartment really, was a little odd. As a lifelong traveler (like her sister) she’s never had much space to work with. She just never stayed in them long enough keep much. And, now that she was here, she wasn’t yet sure what she wanted to do with her new home. 

As such, most of her sparse possessions were gathered around where she slept. She didn’t even have a bed. Not that she couldn’t get one now, but the Seer still had a nostalgic preference for sleeping on the floor. 

Luna rose now, on what was basically a large, square tatami mat, topped with an extra plush blanket.