Northstar Vale click clack

maybe @Chusi?

It was in the middle of the night when Genie woke up. She blinked her eyes, glowing amber orbs scanning her surroundings with a lazy sort of ease before she stretched and yawned. She couldn't quite recall when exactly she'd fallen asleep — was it late afternoon or midday? She wasn't sure why she'd fallen asleep so early either, but she wasn't complaining, not as she tilted her chocolate crown and scanned the heavens with her honey-like gaze. The sky was clear tonight, little silver lights dotting the stark inky blackness. The stars flashed, some bright, some dim, some large, some small. All different.

It was beautiful, the girl thought absentmindedly as she drew herself up and began to make her way quietly through the territory of Northstar Vale, her paws leading her silently without thought to the edge of the river. There, she paused and stared into the water, at her reflection shimmering and shivering on the transparent liquid with all the innumerable silvers of stars flickering all around her. It was only at these moments where the world was quiet to her ears and she was alone without fearing the scrutiny of her packmates that she allowed her thoughts to leave the prisons in her mind and roam freely.

Predominantly, those thoughts consisted of her old life, her old love. Genie's expression was cool and emptied, seemingly quiet, but her eyes flicker with emotions every once in a while, too dark and sudden and fiery to linger. There is a tiredness in her face that she doesn't quite let others see and as she hung her head, she let out a breath through gritted teeth, suddenly overwhelmed.