The myst of the night parted in the glade of the forest and there the woman stood, coppery arms outstretched in the direction to the holy moon as her lips moved into a silent pray to the gods she revered. Brown/blackish hair flowing long and thick down her backside to rest and shield her shapely rump from view, with two feathers braided into one lock. A pure white one while the other was stained with black at the end.. To the wonder of the eyes of the spectator, the gods must of heard her pray for the moon shone down its glow to caress her silky flesh and bathing or clensing her with its unearthy light. Light tan doeskin gown clung to her curving frame with intracant beaded designs of the moon dotting the bodice completeing the full affect. Turning away from the moon's light, the essense of the mighty moon clung to her still, soft brown eyes smiling towards you before falling demurly to the ground to shuffle past her watch with a murmur:: May the Great Spirit bless you with good health and safe journies

Moon Essense

Born to the shaman of her village with her mother being a medicine woman, both equally attuned with the spirits around them, so it was not a surprise when Moon Essense was born in the light of the moon. Hince the name she was given.   Even growing up her name stuck to her for when she passed it made one think of the moon. Her grace and skill was superb.    Her mother Morning Sun taught her daughter about the medicinal herbs for the spirits deemed this one special, speaking to both her and her husband Wise Eclipse how special indeed she was. For they have chosen her to be the next medicine woman and shaman when her parents move on to the Happy Hunting Grounds.    She is willing to wait for this privilege for her spirit is free like the wind