The thing about traversing dreams was it was a magical affair. Luna had been reading many books, using the tablet and the "internet" to read about other dreamers. Dreams fascinated her, but it was her duty to be fascinated by them. It was her duty to make sure her kingdom had sweet dreams, dreams that made them wake up with smiles, not frowns. The island had its fair of nightmares and pleasant Zs and she liked to think she had a hand in that.
Tonight, her magic burst from her brow as if she still had a horn, a powder blue that struck the sky several feet before her and opened a portal. Flying through it, she walked amongst the dreamer's doors, pausing at each to check for nightmares. She was not a snoop. Dreams were private and personal. However, it was hard not to stop and linger when she found dreams about herself. There was a fuzzy image on the wall to her left of she and Sean back out at the beach, enjoying their walk. She smiled and stepped into the dream, her own image disappearing from his side when her presence was too strong to contain two Luna's. Of course she didn't approach him at first. She wanted to see what else he was dreaming of.