( The perk of those ears brings a wave of fondness to the shores of her heart, and she smiles softly to reflect that. Leaning her palm on the sand, she allows her weight to sink slowly against it as she lifts her opposite hand, pointer-finger first. Here, she can see the angle that's closest to what Six might, and she traces from one star to the next in slow straight lines. One, two... all the way to six. )

Dracaena Somnolenta. A sleeping dragoness— though it's a bit abstract to imagine it, you can see the inner workings trailing outwards, curving along its body to the tail.

( Dropping her hand, she looks to check if there's some understanding in the eyes beneath that mask. )

I've always found this one calming to look at.