[size=22pt][font=Edwardian Script ITC]Caeciliana Lunabella de Chiel Éternal
[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white]Through obscuring dust
a spiral galaxy masks
a heart full of stars.
[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]There was always a talent in her, she felt, that she knew how to feel auras. She'd never tired to confirm it, or even think otherwise this way or that, nor voiced her opinions on it, but she just had a hunch. She'd felt homely at home, and in places with comfort, and she'd definitely felt hostility; that one was suffocating, compared to anything else. This place felt clean, clear, and like a breath of fresh, misty air.
It was nice. She had to say, it was absolutely nice. Compared to the pressures of her homely-home, this was nice. The beautiful five foot beast stared quietly through her small, squinted eyes, though she saw as normally as anyone else seemed to. It was no different. She, however, did appear quiet different. Having gone through multiple quests to feel herself, she'd finally come to this product, with her pierced neck, ears, and the beautiful feathers she'd plucked for her antlers.
She knew she wasn't like anything here, not like a deer or a bird or a dog, or even a leopard, but a mix of all of those, it seemed. She had beautiful feathers, five large ones with black and white over-colors, but underneath, they were vibrant and burst with purple and pink galaxy print, like space itself was trapped within them. The hooves on her back legs were also galaxy tinted, as well as a few spots on her ringed markings, holding a few stars or speckles here and there.
And boy was she proud of them. She felt as pretty as she could ever be. She took a deep breath of that air, and with a long, quiet exhale, she let out a soft call, "Hello? I would like to request an audience with someone who can help me?"