young & wild & free

Selene is wild. She's wild. She will always be wild. There's something in her system that won't be held down. It can't be held down. There's a head tossing, there's a free aspect of the way she exists. She's always existing in the same way. A wanderer as a child, and she's still a child. A young woman in the purest form, and she's okay. There's a brilliance. She's still brilliant, and that will never dull. Don't let anyone dull your sparkle, right? Never let it. Nothing stops her, and summer days like this are her favorite. So thirsty for adventure.

There's a woman, dark and beautiful and rather round in the belly that comes toward her, and Selene barks. It's friendly. She bounds, high headed, over a fallen log and through leaf litter to stop in front of the stranger. Reaching out, she boops the other girl about the shoulder. A greeting. A greeting typical of her people, wherever they were now. It's her favorite greeting. Physical contact, gentle, friendly. Tail wagging wildly, a soft grin on her face. "It's lovely, really lovely." Only a little wild. Okay, more than a little wild, but fun. She's all about the fun.

"It's a good day to explore, do you know these woods?" The starlit bounds a couple steps to the side, quaking with energy. Dried leaves flutter about as she kicks them up, head cocked to the side as she addresses the lady. It's easier when you have someone who knows the area, after all.