Swiftcurrent Creek [m] When I see stars, that's all they are

Reverie was what you might call a people person. What she did was not nurturing so much as fawning, but nonetheless she relentlessly orbited those she knew and cared for. Despite her reservations and her resentments, all of Swiftcurrent Creek was gradually falling into that category.
When Arric called Ashlar pretty, all she could do was blush and think I bet he's not as pretty as Lestan. But that thought was swept away by her surprise. Her ears pulled forward, and confusion twisted her expression. What? But Lestan said - Reverie cut herself off. Well, I guess he was wrong. It doesn't matter anyway. Neither of you were there with her for it regardless. But she didn't dare say it, nor let it creep into her tone or her eyes. She would guard that closely.
Maybe we can plan it for a full moon, Reverie continued, determined to focus on something positive. That's when it's best for rain, you know. Not that they would be summoning rain. But Reverie certainly wouldn't complain if it came to them anyway. She loved the rain, and would never have understood what it meant to rain on someone's parade. No parade was complete without rain in her world.