Nocturne Summit Seeking The Stars

Amber's own passion for them was tempered, if only because she had little knowledge of them. They'd led her here to Spring, they'd kept her company when not a soul was around. The stars were a sense of comfort, a calming and peaceful way to escape it all. And lord did she wish there was a place, somewhere, to truly feel them at her paws and take them with her to her den. 
            "I envy your home, then. I'd love to take just one home and stick it in my den. Never again would I be alone...."
Turning her ocean blue eyes up to the sea of stars, she kept the same honey-slicked tone she always did. Charon seemed okay with her here, even more happy that she shared a passion with him: she could tell he was one of the stars, without him saying much. Just by the way he sat by her, cast his gaze upwards. 
                         "The stars led me to my long lost sister, were there when I was traveling all alone, when I lost my pack. They've always been there, so close, never once leaving me. What about you?"
Perhaps they were silly, childish reasons, but a look to the navy sky washed her into peace. It was then she realized she hadn't given a name, and the shadow fae dipped her head in respect.
                                                  "My name is Amber, by the way. Amber Ciel."