"What's it like... to live in the stars? Dontcha get cold? Uh, glad to meet m' first alien, if it's... right to call y' that."
@whenthingsfall
Luneia blinked at the young boy before her. Her large tail swishing behind her.She tilted her head as she thought of the question. Live in the stars? She didn’t exactly live in the stars.“I..I don’t really live in the stars, human. I ..I don’t know why I am so connected to them, with space and stuff. Some say I’m this person called the “Star Weaver” in a mortal body, but then that would mean she’s no longer living, which then means the stars would’ve all passed. So I think I’m linked to her magically.” Luneia said, blurting out what her thoughts brought first.
“I teleport using a very ancient and forbidden spell, the magical part of my hair and my mana within me allows me to do so. But I only think I can do that because of the link with that person. It normally leaves very drained, so I only do so when I want to escape” she explained. She fiddled with big bell shape gown. To anyone who glanced her way, she was royalty, noble; her attire told anyone.They did not however; told them she was a black sheep among the noble. Adopted. Not even the same species. The gemstones reflected in the sunlight, as well as her teeth, which were also made of crystal quartz, the tips dyed in magenta hue that faded into the pale yellow color that was shared with gemstone crown on her forehead and the crescent shaped stone embedded in the middle of her chest. She squinted her golden colored eyes in response, ears flattening slightly. It had been a day or two since she met this young human boy. She had not expected to meet him again, but she did so. She had realize that she had to disguise herself, sneak around at night. Her very appearance would be frightening to anyone. She had prepared to flee, but this boy had show her no fear.













