Navia was in agreement with him, the tale of the seven sisters and then hunter was very Mes'Mo'Tanian, a small chuckle came from her along with a shrug as she figured both countries had stories for many of the same constellations. To back up her point, Navia pointed out the group of seven stars were not a group of seven sisters in Khluri culture, but a group of seven fools who had conspired against their god Sura to end life and rebuild the world as their own. It was an interesting little tale for Théadan to listen too. The god punished them of course casting them into the night sky, and forcing them to look down upon the world and watch as life carried on living without them. It was a tale that had some appeal to Théadan, "I like that one, there's a certain justice to it." He remarked, liking the sound of a god who had protected its people, and punishing those who tried to do them harm.<br/><br/>They were quiet for a moment beneath the stars enjoying the mood that had settled upon their little scene. It was not too long before Navia was speaking up again, this time with the notion that they could easily have a tale of their own. Théadan followed her gesture taking in everything around them, how it felt specially made just for them to enjoy. In what Théadan felt was an odd choice, Navia assigned herself the role of huntress, for the sake of having shared one common ground with the hunter, they had both wielded bows. Fitting him in with one of the constellations appeared slightly more difficult however. Navia was discarding of the seven stars, as he had nothing that added up to seven, which Théadan supposed was fair, however she did point out he shared some qualities with the tigress, immediately making his eyes narrow as he could quickly guess where she was going with this, he did not even need to see the mischief on her face.<br/><br/>"Kitten..." He groaned as Navia announced her title for 'their' story. Of course she was going to seize upon that old joke of hers to needle him a little. Unsurprisingly it was a title Théadan did not agree with in the slightest. Him the kitten and her the huntress, as far as he was concerned, she had the roles all wrong. "If you my love are a huntress, then it is only because I taught you how to be one." He pointed out, quickly holding her tight in his arms as she squirmed within, acting as though she was trying to escape, though he could feel she was not really trying to break through his hold. It did bring a stop to their dancing however. "Since I've seen you in my dreams as a leopard, perhaps it would be better as the warrior and the leopard?" He suggested feeling that was far more suitable for them. "Or perhaps we seek a group of closely knit stars, and focus the story more on to the romance that's blossomed between us - The Khluri Temptress and the seduced Prince." He suggested with a big grin, finding that one more enjoyable.<br/><br/>Théadan looked out across the scars, trying to spot the collection of stars that did not fall into any constellations that he knew of. "We could pick a collection of stars to be our own, a group seen across both Khlurios and Mes'Mo'Tan so all would look up to the night sky and see the two lovers of differing nations united in the heavens." He had to look a bit more northwards, noting some of the stars he could usually see at the time of year were either much lower in the sky or unable to be seen at all. His hands fell to the shirt she wore, holding it incase she tried to make any further attempts to antagonize and escape his arms. "Pretty though the constellations are, I would not want the gods to sweep us off into the heavens just yet. We have far too much left to do in this life of ours."