Moonspear making the rounds

Her eyes widened slightly as he confirmed her examples. He started to speak on the stars again and she listened carefully. That he'd been alpha at a year old was impressive, although she supposed it could be a sad tale as well, depending on how he got the title. That is, through death or through mindful promotion. All the same, she was impressed. Alphas did not get far without wolves to follow them, and for other's to follow a yearling was something. Her face clearly showed she was impressed.

She nodded, considering his words. "Terrible things?" She question softly, looking at him with open curiosity. "What happened?" He might expect a wolf to mock him, but Pyx was not the type. She'd been mocked for her love for herbs. She would not similarly mock another unless clearly joking, and she was far too interested for jokes. She didn't really understand how the stars spoke, but if serious Charon believed it, she was willing to believe he'd seen something...or heard something.

She thought for a moment, then questioned him again. "So, do the stars whisper things for everyone? Or only a chosen few?" Was it possible she'd missed messages? Messages that would have told about her travel here? Or her success with herbs? "Or are you whispers just especially...full of greatness?" She was serious again, welcoming the knowledge.