Ciri
Gazing thoughtfully from across the lake, she is thinking about the twisted burnt remains of the wisteria tree. Although Hyaline was practically blooming with life, she knows that the remains of what had happened before (the burning of the lake) still taints something for her golden dragon. It's the only thing she can think of, a way to show how much she appreciated him and everything he had done for her. What if she could restore that which was lost?
Unfortunately her powers are limited to starlight and the stars can't revive the dead. The thought to ask Jah-Lilah comes to mind but she's not sure just how much her healing extends to. Could she bring a tree back to life? Sharp words carry over the hills and she freezes, ears sliding back to nestle beneath raven locks. She's not use to hearing angry tones in this land and less so from the owner of the voice.
In the distance her silvery swirling eyes find Amet and he is in a raw form she has never seen before. Quickly the star girl flies, galloping towards him until her heavily scarred body is brushing up beside him. Panting with slight shortage of breath, ears still pinned, she reaches for him. Her muzzle pressing against his neck as she sharply calls, "Amet!" Surprise and bewilderment in her tone, having never seen him act in such a way to anyone before, let alone a stranger.
He wouldn't be angry without a reason, knowing him as she has come to do, so she remains a silent support beside him until she can gather more information. Little does she know that Kolera holds exactly what she's been looking for.
all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was