The cold eyes fell upon Luna, earning a hiss in her direction. "Another Luna? How can this be? What... are you... oh... oh shit, this... this is a dream," she stated, her voice warped so that every word came out with venomously, realizing what it was that was transpiring before her. Slowly, you watched the appearance of the Changeling Queen fall apart, as if someone had cracked her very form, the individual pieces flaking off and falling away, until all that remained was the silhouette you'd seen in your dream last.