And here she had thought it took a starlight blessing to face a star. Well...maybe it did though, and it was just that this time Yuki wasn't the one full of Starlight, but more like somebody else's tool. Even so, the blow was hers, the dance was hers, and the blessing had been hers too. She smiles as she looks at the foliage. She rather liked the forest anyway, even the sort of rotted, fungal stuff. It had an earthy, calming air to it. Just as long as it wasn't trying to actively poison you. 

Yuki takes a deep breath. A breath full of green, of earth, and also of calm and heart. It's a breath in the outside, where all around her there is a dark sky full of stars and a new moon visible by its absence. The dance hall and the wait staff are long gone, though Yuki's lace still flows around her, as real as anything can be real here. 

It is that rustle of skirts that is the first thing you hear, Hazel, as the firm hand that grips your own settles in. It comes before the weight of some vast and unseen paw loosens upon you and the new moon proves itself to be the shape of a dragon. And you feel that you can stand and walk together. "Here" says Yuki, and you find that you can indeed stand and walk where you need to go.