For this, Weiss is sitting still, silent, attentive.

She feels like an intruder. A sick little ball of worry in her gut. It's weird to be out here under the moonlight and not... Alone.

Deep breaths. Feel the moon.

Selena stands up, spreads her arms wide and opens herself up to the universe.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

"We are one with the forest. She nourishes us, shields us from view, sustains our path."

She looks at the lake, the still waters perfectly reflecting the full moon, only occasionally broken by the ripples spreading from a fallen leaf. She takes a moment to appreciate the quiet murmur of the waterfall.

"We are one with the water. She sates us, washes away our toil, sings a lullaby of a cycle eternal."

She looks up at the moon, brilliant in her white dress, shining as bright as day and bathing everything in silver.

"We are one with You. You guide us, you embrace us with a quilt of stars, show a different path."

Selena starts to move rhythmically, her hips swaying to the tune that's starting to play in her head, her fingers snapping - left and right hand in turn, accenting her sway, her shoulders lagging behind the hips and allowing her chest to join in the dance, her voice humming a new tune, a rhythm of hunt and body.

She looks at Weiss encouragingly.

She begins to sing.

You can say your prayers, work your rites

Her hands grab the hem of her shirt;

burn your little candles day and night

she slowly lifts it up, revealing that she's wearing nothing underneath...

you can shimmy 'til dawn to the pounding drums

and throws it towards Weiss, purposefully missing her by a little.

but you best be ready when the Horned One comes, yeah

She howls at the moon, hands on her hips and head thrown backwards.

There's a happiness to this song. There's a momentum to this song.

...She likes it.

Weiss's head starts bobbing in time, her ears twitching up and down happily in tune. 

...And her eyes locked on Selena's bosom. It's... Weird to have them locked in like this. But she doesn't have to look away, right? Usually she would.

She grins and joins in the howling call with a much more animal sound than Selena is capable of making.

Ooooh, that's a good howl.

If you wake to the sound of a hunting horn,

It feels good to be seen, to be wanted.

Selena unties her pants,

dance a ring in the gathering storm.

and lets them fall to the ground.

If the Solstice time gets your panties in a wad,

She takes a graceful step out of them,

it's just the coming of the Horned God

then another, until she's right in front of Weiss.

She leans in closer, and whispers in Weiss's ear.

He will call you out, make you sweat,
give you a blessing that you'll never forget.
So revel in the chase and let your heartbeat run:
Blessed are the children of the Horned One!

(And why not? What's different now? She's been a kitsune for a long, long time, but always feeling that itching shame, that instinctual flinch and rejection, the mental label of 'slut' making whole categories rotten and aversive- But, she tried it. She had sex. It pretty damn well counts, she figures, despite the specific acts or lack thereof. It was very good. Is that all? Exposure therapy? Proving to herself that the horrible thing just behind the veil, isn't horrible? Maybe. Or maybe it was the double, of liking someone, feeling comfortable around them in a way that most people aren't comfortable around kitsunes, and it being deeply fulfilling on a magical level. It made Selena happy, and she does deserve good turns- Is that why Otena is a goddess of sex as well as family? Or-)

-And then she stares, and licks her lips, and the train of thought deserts her.

'revel in the chase and let your heartbeat run; Blessed are the children of the Horned One!'

She wants to touch, she wants to grasp. So she does. A tight hug, her face nuzzling into Selena's shoulder.

Ooooh, hug! She hugs back, reveling in the warmth and contact.

Hunter who tracks outside of time,
guardian lord of ancient rhyme,
brother stag in the musky glen
and consort of the Goddess in her woodland den,
we call you forth as we make our way,
walking in your power every day.
Guide us true in our hunt this night
and maybe even later in the Great Rite!

She lets Weiss, go, takes a step back,

He will call you out, make you sweat,

Selena hesitates for a moment, but the way Weiss is looking at her gives her courage. She knows how she is... shaped, and still wants her.

give you a blessing that you'll never forget.

So let's offer what we are, imperfections and all, to Her.

The last of her clothes joins her shirt and pants on the ground.

So revel in the chase and let your heartbeat run:

The moonlight embraces her, highlighting every angle and curve, and leaving no doubt on her excitement.

Blessed are the children of the Horned One!

She closes her eyes, and enjoys being fully naked under the night sky.

She opens her eyes, and looks at Weiss, lifting an eyebrow.

...Yeah, okay.

She steps back, too, and tries to let the momentum of this ritual wash over her. Stop thinking, just do.

She strips off her own shirt-tunic-thing, pushing back shame at her relatively small chest and fighting the urge to cover herself with her arms.

(She scatters a few blue embers around from her tail, to ward off night's chill for Selena, who feels it more than she does.)

And then her skirt-thing can go too. 

(Focus on the moonlight. The energy flowing. You can be at least as brave as Selena, you fight monsters dammit.)

And the thin underthings underneath it. Her heart is pounding here.

"You are beautiful."

She opens her arms, palm upwards, asking for Weiss's hands.

If you wake to the sound of a hunting horn

Because this is a song for dancing!

dance a ring in
the gathering storm
revel in the chase and let your heartbeat run
but you'd best be ready, little one!
You'd best be ready when the Horned One comes!

Weiss takes Selena's hands and allows herself to be led, joining in the singing. She does know the words, they practiced, and now she's caught up in it...

And then, for a moment, there's only the dance, the song and the moon to bathe in.

He gonna call you out, make you sweat,

She doesn't really know what she's doing, she's never danced with someone else.

give you a blessing that you'll never forget.

She blushes, thinking that this is definitely a night she won't forget.

So revel in the chase and let your heartbeat run:

She can feel the grass under her feet, she's happy, she's free!

Blessed are the children of the Horned One!

... and she's also incredibly horny.

As the song ends, she's breathing heavily with the exertion of the dance, and eyeing at Weiss with a look of pure feral lust.

Selena is warm, and close, and right there. Her mouth is open, and she wants to close the distance and kiss her.

(However...) 

...Weiss leans forward, hot breath on Selena's lips, and...

...Gives Selena a gentle, teasing brush over her side with her tail, and a big, smug grin.

"Moon smiling down on us, 'till the night is done. Revel in the chase and let your heartbeat run...? Catch me if you can, and then you'll have your fun~" 

...And she leaps back, grinning, and turns to jog away. She can't really go all out, so the goal here is to tease, to stay just out of reach, her tail offering tantalizing glimpses as it waves behind her.