burning bright

One on one time with a real, live, adult? That was too good to be true. Sure, there were groups that watched groups. Sure, there were people that would adopt others on as their apprentices, as mentors, but Selene had never been one of those. She's never stood out to someone, and the stardust maiden looks to the older man with something soft, something open and something curious. The moon in her eye seems to glimmer as well, and tonight, she's something else. She's happy. That's a good thing to feel, happy.


A giggle comes through her chest as she bows back, bouncing off her back legs to shadow box at the man-- he's much larger. She'll bounce off like a fly, but oh how fun it is to try. That, of course, and she's dripping wet. Bright eyes and a gentle hand. Selene is both things, and she's madly in love with these moments.


He stops to speak, and the starlit orbits closer. There's something shining in her eyes as she studies the stars and the ocean, and the place where they meet. She finds herself leaning against the larger man slightly, as she's nearly knocked herself over trying to take in the breadth and depth of the sky itself. "Y'know what put the stars up there?" There's a story that she has, a story that resides in her head. It was one that her people told, one that she'd heard since birth. There were many animals, many more than she'd ever seen, and because of this story she knew how they were called. It's her favorite story, or, one of two. Selene likes to tell.