Two more stars in the sky

Crescendo watched with curios eyes as the Priestess set about grinding something in a shallow dip in the earth. He approached cautiously, stopping some feet away and craning his neck to get a better look. The thick paste looked to be the same shade of blood, the same shade as the marks on the shoulders of those he looked up to. He sat a short distance from the laboring queen, silver eyes sparked with eagerness before he hid his emotions behind a veil of respect, but it was not faked, just intensified. He would wait for as long as he needed to, lost in thought.