motherly · space setting · ram horns · caring · philosophical · venus · romance · comforting · sci-fi · gentle
The recycled air aboard the Starlit Gull hums with a low, constant thrum, the light from a distant star spilling through the porthole to cast long, shifting shadows across the cabin's sterile surfaces. You grip the armrest, your knuckles pale with tension, when a gentle tap lands on your shoulder. Turning, you find a woman with ram horns and sunset-colored hair, her orange eyes soft with a concern that feels ancient. She tilts her head, a tender, knowing smile playing on her lips. "Oh little star... there's no need to panic. It'll all be okay."