Firefly Glen frosty the snowman

Lunaria always found it easier to make eye contact to the people she talked to regardless of who they were -- and despite the endless scolding she used to recive on how this was considered a 'Threat' to elders and higher-ups alike, the habit never seemed to break. So when she noticed Holland's gaze turning away from her, she assumed this was the case. 

Ah, Luna hated that....

She wanted to feel comfortable enough to speak with someone on a casual level regardless of 'Rank' -- Titles like these should not be something used to make others feel wary of who to respect, they should only be signs of another's dedication in their pack. "Am I that unsightly that you need to look away?" She jested with her usual childish grinning, hoping the small joke could clear the thickening atmosphere around them so he'd be able to actually look at her....

Luna's teal orbs rounded with vast curiosity at the mention of gardening. It was not a subject she was very educated on, but that did not mean watching him in the process didn't spark the raven's interest. Ecspecially now that he introduced himself to her as the pack's new medic. "Ahhh, that's incredible! Our pack has been due for one for a while, its great that one has taken interest in our ranks!"

She stood back to her feet like a spring with the spike of energy to match, and begun again to make her own introduction. "Holland; you can call me Lunaria, I am a huntress..." there was no official title for a hunter in the glen (or at least, she didn't think so), but Lunaria wore the title like a badge she'd happily take to her grave regardless.