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Soft footsteps drew Bat's attention earthward, mouth still gaping slightly as her bright silver eyes turned to see a familiar youthful face bobbing in the dark. "Yo," she drawled, the corner of her mouth curling into a crooked grin as her tail beat a soft tattoo on the cool grass. "Innit past your bedtime?" she teased, lifting a foreleg and making a welcoming "come hither" sort of motion at her friend.

In response to his question, her eyes shot upward again. "Yeah," she replied, staring at the stars once again, unaware that Ephraim was referring to something else altogether. "What are they...?" she asked, voice filled with wonder, when something black flitted across her field of vision and the youngster blurted a muffled, "H'oh my gosh!" She fell dead silent before adding, in a tiny whisper, "What the heck was that?"