Arrow Lake Gone fishing

Noctura regarded the pair with interest. They were both females in their prime, small and lean. Texi had a curious name and bright blue eyes, and it seemed from a scar on her form that she was no stranger to aggression. Qamar was the colour of a dark moon, and younger than them both.

The question of fishing was one that made him shrug one broad shoulder. A little. He was better at taking down large prey. He paused, then smiled faintly by way of vague apology: I'm sorry, I've probably interrupted something. But I hope you don't mind — I'd like to get to know my new packmates. So tell me... what do you think of the stars?