Stargazing (a Yautja X Reader book)

Tonight's sky was beautiful. It was a gorgeous indigo, with deeper shades of purple and blue blending within. Stars surrounded the silvery moon, like tons of glittering diamonds scattered around their goddess.

The spring night was cool, perfectly so. It was peaceful, with only the chirping of the locusts bothering the silence.

The forest was dark, solely a pale light - the moon's one - filtered through the young leaves, giving the place an angelic glow. Trees were dancing in rhythm with the breeze's rhyme, chanting a calming song; one they sang each night.

It appeared to be uninhabited, unmoving.

Yet, if we zoom in, you may notice a woman, her back against a trunk.

She was sitting amidst nature, a deer and a wolf by her side. The three were admiring the firmament, their eyes mirroring the constellations. The young woman's (E/C) eyes blinked slowly, appreciating the soft wind stroking her skin. Enjoying the peace, far away from her eventful village, she always came back to her hidden shelter.

Her eyelids were heavy, but she couldn't sleep.

As mystical and hypnotizing as the scenery was, something was off. A strange feeling set in her gut, nascent and unique. She didn't know what it meant, but she listened, attentive to her instinct. The feeling wasn't unpleasant; it was peculiar. Palpable, benign, as if Gaia tried to tell her something, a message from the star; from somewhere far away.

She promised that she'll pay mind.

But, she didn't know that, back home, something was waiting. Something that will change her life.