Her wings give a slight ruffle, ethereal mane shimmering faintly. You can't help but admire how majestic she appears, even when so clearly bewildered by your presence. Those ancient eyes search yours with a hint of recognition, as if she senses something… deeper. "We humbly request that thou make plain thy nature to us." Luna arches one regal brow. "State thy business in our fair borough this eve."