[SE] You can't love without the loss and that's the cost

I keep stars in my pockets
wear daisies in my hair

Blissfully ignorant of the struggles between Colt and her brother (she prefers not to think about all that), Nova takes everything at surface value, continuing to wave her delight at seeing the woman's smiling face. She bounces again at the news, her ice holding firm beneath her feet and her eyes shining a little brighter at the possible improvement of the roads. "Good! They're gross and mud keeps trying to ruin my shoes." She lifts one to look at, scrutinizing the pink glitter for any signs of grime that may have snuck past. 

Not seeing any, she glances back up at Colt, realizing that she's missed whatever long-winded explanation the rancher has been giving. All she catches is something about her ice magic and the road, but Nova perks up, always happy to show off how amazing she is. "Oh! Okay! I'll check on the rainbow macarons after!" 

Spinning like an ice skater, the purple and white stitch of her flower summer dress catches in the sunlight, translucent in its thin material - not that she minds with its long sleeves and the buzzing magic around her. She hops forward like a petal passing ripples in a pond, each step cascading ice outward to solidify the nasty mud that threatens to ruin her festival. Humming and giggling in girlish glee, she twirls to cast Colt a playful wink. "Follow me!"

Nova

but I tuck you tenderly in the folds of my heart
and take you everywhere