Selene and Kurama
Though he had little use for parties, Kurama liked to know the people around him. This celebration promised to be a gathering place for many who had come through the rift, and for those who were involved with them, in one capacity or another.
He found, upon arrival, that he'd been right. He also found that the familiar sounds of music from Earth were more welcome than he could have imagined. It might not be the music he'd grown up with during his time as a human child, but it was a remnant of a place he cherished. The kitsune found himself at the edge of the crowd, a glass of brandy in his hand, and a faint, nostalgic smile on his lips. He could almost envision what the gathering might be if he weren't the only one from his reality in this universe.