Hideaway Strath i love what i can't see

Her head turned to the side in an attempt to see who had joined her. She didn't recognize them but they seemed comfortable here. Nebula was tempted to strike up a conversation but she figured she ought to be safe. Who are you? It was a friendly question as she rolled onto her stomach, tail thumping behind her. She might not have been the best guard in the Grove but she still wanted to make sure this was someone who should actually be here.

Then she might be comfortable inviting them to stargaze with her.