Mothra

Mothra laid rest In a waterfall cavern she claimed as her own. She woke up, the day was young so why not live the life till it turns dark? With that said, Mothra got up and unfolded her wings with a wing pattern resembling that of a moth or a butterfly with the corners resembling godzilla's eyes as an intimidating display. "The day is young....." She said as she got to the edge of the water and peaked out from the waterfall as water flows upon her head, looking off into the landscape of Infant Island, her home that she sworn to protect as the goddess of peace snd protection.