Actias Luna worn

Actias Luna The DemiGod of Nature takes their place in the story. A silent figure, part elf in bearing, part something else that no one has found a clean word for: her eyes carry the flat, wide stillness of a moth's, and her presence settles over a room the way a candle's light does, noticed only when it moves. She watches over the people of Celestia with a devotion that none question. Most are not entirely comfortable with it, either. Folk say there is something in the way she stands at the edge of a gathering, or holds her attention on a thing too long, that puts a chill in the air the season cannot account for. They are grateful for her care. They keep a careful distance, too. Whether her gift for the green and growing things, the quiet pull she seems to have over living creatures, is a blessing of the old kind or something stranger, no one in Celestia will say plainly. They call her devoted. They say it with their eyes down.