Moonspear when the day met the night

The first traces of sunset touched the cornflower skies, splattering the once-blank pallet overhead with accents of peach. Something was calming about the ambiance that the heavens were giving and the eldest child of Amekaze and Charon was succumbing to the feeling happily. Much like those before her, Vela had taken a liking to observe the world overhead. Whenever something caught her attention from overhead, the pale Pi was quick to drop everything to take a gander of what was going on. 

Poised much like a sphinx in the foyer of the family den, Vela looked upwards. Only time would tell just how long the child's attention would be focused on the sky, but, judging by how comfortable she looked on the ground it appeared that it would be quite some time before she stirred.