[It is as Melinoë is testing the thrust of the spear she was given (a terrible thing to think she may have preferred the bow at this point) when another voice makes her straighten up. The woman -- a mortal? -- nearby has a length of hair that may have matched even Nem's.
Her mumbled words bring a raised eyebrow to Melinoë's face.]
You're like to not see many clouds tonight, as bare as the moon is. [And as thick as the trees are! Though it is but a sliver of her Sister's full light, Mel is still warmed to see it. To know Selene's grace extends even here, wherever... here is.
Wait. She may have heard incorrectly. She attempts to read the expression pointed her way.] Er... that is not what you meant, is it? Are you looking for something?
oleuni square.
Her mumbled words bring a raised eyebrow to Melinoë's face.]
You're like to not see many clouds tonight, as bare as the moon is. [And as thick as the trees are! Though it is but a sliver of her Sister's full light, Mel is still warmed to see it. To know Selene's grace extends even here, wherever... here is.
Wait. She may have heard incorrectly. She attempts to read the expression pointed her way.] Er... that is not what you meant, is it? Are you looking for something?