Moonspear blinking in the starlight

A distraction came to Vela by way of a humid gust, and she paused suddenly, feeling both curious and uncertainty in regards to what had disrupted her wriggling. Whatever it was that had hit her face, she realized after a contemplative pause, was something that she did not like and as a result, the freckled child scrunched up her face as a reflection of how she felt, her body preparing itself for the meltdown that it was about to endure.