Sunbeam Lair Hmm, it is indeed spring...

May I...? :3

The day had been long. It had been a while since he'd seen an evening so late. But there it was — that darkening navy sky, deep and mellow, and already scattered with stars. Noctura sat tall and regal upon one of the Lair's ridges, looking straight up at the sky for stars he knew. He knew many of them, truth be told. In recent times he had re-discovered his love of the night's sky. He used it for noting direction, foreseeing the weather, and even tracking. Noctura belonged entirely to the night.

He finally glanced away only when he heard noises from close by. He moved down gracefully from his ridge and approached the sounds, which grew louder. Scuffling, sobbing... a wolf digging, but also weeping...? Jolon was a sorry sight, dirty and tear-stained. Come now, friend, the Gamma consoled quietly. What are you doing?