Hushed Willows who even *is* galileo?

lily calls her name and she acknowledges it only with a flick of the ear while the rest of her pretends she didn’t hear it. when she closes the distance, announces she was looking for her, brilliance slows a little and turns to look at her. “why?” she asks, watching as the dark woman turns and picks a spot to invite her into. both ears fall back against her head and she stands there, watching.