Feel the hunger

Quick, curious, playful, strong. Graceful. She's here to interrupt, she's here to be in someone's life. She's high stepping. Brilliant eyes. Always graceful, always brilliant. The things that she would love to do, the things that she would love to show someone-- to show anyone. She's got so much to give, and yet no one will take it. No one will pay her any mind. The starlit kicks at the dirt. This was getting to be a little on the miserable side. This was starting to be... painful? Why was there something so painful in her chest. It was as if her heart was plum heavy inside her. Right. Like a pit. That was what made sense, a pit in her chest. This was... almost terrible. She doesn't like that. She doesn't like anything to do with that.


The man is pale. Selene can see him in the distance, she can see him as she grows closer. He was throwing a tantrum, and it brings her dark eyes to narrow. Right. The girl quirks her head to the side, drawing closer. When he finally settles down the star soaked creature moves closer. Right. Closer happens. She's quick and she's curious. She's so curious about the man. Dancing over the ground, eyes bright, head tossing.


"What's wrong?" Selene leaves distance between herself and the man, but she's openly and wildly curious. Everything about her is open. Everything about her is wild. She's everything in these moments. Tail wagging, ears pricked. Tiny and delicate, head quirked. The high waist of a dancer, the high tuck up, the brilliance that comes from just being. The stargazer is full of questions.