The ire that brought her here was soothed by the well mannered mare before her. Even a twist of a smile flicked onto the moon's muzzle as violet eyes watched over the humbled Doctor. Though an offering of some kind would have made this encounter more pleasant, the awed features of the mortal, so easily carved into her face, and the gracious words were enough to satiate the mistress of darkness and keeper of wind. Gently she tipped a toe to the ground, waiting for the inevitable request that was to come her way.

The goddess of the Moon always had a casual grace when presiding over her denizens, particularly ones as easily enraptured as this one. Patiently, a lavender ear tilted forward, but it took only a few words to be digested before it snapped back. "What," the Moon hissed between her teeth, starlight flashing in her pale eyes as she moved forward. Her steps were an effortless whisper over the terrain, creeping like the night did every time the sun slumbered - silent, but encompassing.

In an instant the Moon was upon Alysanne, large wings painted with the night sky towering above them both. She was terrible in her anger, a cold wind picking up with a mournful howl all around them, beating in tempo with the pulse that hummed inside the mortal. The sharp and direct steps she took had jarred her mane, causing it flounder along the slope of her delicate neck. For all her building wrath however, she was no less beautiful. "Why would you want something so utterly pointless as that?" she snapped, recovered from her initial shock, and soon thereafter, her slip of emotion.

The Goddess of the Moon stepped back from Alysanne, wings tucking neatly back along her side, mane settling back where it belonged with a single toss of her head; the wind quieted down. She was a woman composed once more, but like a concealed dagger her rage spun underneath her skin, silver and venomous in her veins. It was a cold displeasure, nothing like her brother's obvious and scorching emotions. In fact, she glanced away from her Doctor, critical eyes scouring the horizon instead, seeming almost indifferent. More than anything, she was annoyed at the lack of forethought that this mare displayed. Why were they all so daft?

"What benefit is there if you take on their pain?" she began after a bout of silence. Gently her sterling stare drifted back to the painted girl, her body soon following suit. "Pain is a natural occurrence with injury and healing, it exists to teach and to remind those who otherwise would not learn, or forget." A violet wing slipped out towards Alysanne, to gently stroke her as the Moon slipped around her like the fog of their lands. She crooned softly her next words to her denzien's ears, a teacher, a mother, imparting her wisdom to a child gone astray, "would you really want to take that from them?" the Moon clucked her tongue, disappointed. "Surely not. Especially to bring it upon yourself? You'd be too crippled with agony to properly tend to them, don't you think?"

The Moon paused, proffering another faint smile in attempts to soothe and encourage her Doctor. "I know you want to protect the ones you love Alysanne, but what about protecting yourself? What about giving them the strength to defend themselves? Why not simply remove injury and threats all together... a magic which can affect your enemies, bring pain to them instead?" Her eyes flashed wickedly in the light of the fog that had begun to creep around their hooves.

[Your magic is fine, Moon God is just being Moon God :P ]