A soft hum of a tune rose and fell from Lee's russet lips as she walked along the moor, guided by the full moon's light. It seemed to be brighter than normal this night but she didn't think anything of it as she continued deeper into the moor in her late night search for herbs. Soft thin clouds of mist floated in sporadic areas that seemed to glow in the moon's light and to those not used to the eerie sight, might have mistaken it for ghosts. Laoise grew up here though and such a sight was nothing out of the ordinary so her dual blue eyes skipped over the foggy glowing patches as she looked for herbs. The brindle girl sometimes took late night walks across the moor when she couldn't sleep or just wanted to soak up the peace the night brought. She especially liked it on a night of the full moon when everything was illuminated in the soft white light.
Lee knew that her search for herbs would probably be in vain but the walk in the cold night made up for it. It wasn't until she was half an hour into her casual walk in the night that she realized that the moon had been full for three nights now and showed no sign of waning. Lee paused and looked up at the sky and peered at the moon, trying to see if she was just missing the changing of the moon but no, it looked even fuller and brighter than the night before. She tilted her head to the side and blinked a few times at the stars that seemed to stretch into lines on the blackness of the sky the longer she looked at them. "Lcad ar domhan." she murmured in the old tongue as her brows curled together as she observed the heavens.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think
