Luna also lost herself in the nature around them. Her eyes fell in particular to a small plant a little ways off, which had white petal, each one of them shaped somewhat like a crescent moon, Luna’s favorite part of nature. She stood up and picked a few of the flowers, deciding to place them in her hair, weaving the sugar white petals into her charcoal black hair to pass the time.
Alec watched her pick the flowers & weave them in her hair. "Those are pretty. What kind of flowers are they?" He asked.