Swiftcurrent Creek let heaven and nature sing

the woman turns back toward her, and at her compliment Moonshine nods with a small smile that breaks up the serious lines of her features. "thanks," she blinked, rather glad for the information, seeing as up to this point she'd had no idea as to what colour her eyes might be. golden, like the sun. 

"do you live near here? it's pretty." she's grown quite fond of the whole valley, much more so than the mountains. she likes the open spaces and the forested ones in equal measure, though is far too clumsy to aptly navigate the mountains.