Gyrfalcon's Keep hippie sabotage

Still - as much as Birk tried to see the picture Olive had described in the night-sky - he did not. They were all shiny dots to him and the most he could tell, when he looked hard enough, was that some really were brighter than the others. And that was about it. He looked at her and shrugged in an apologetic manner. It was sad that her knowledge (and surely there was plenty of it) was lost on him. 

"I think I will stick to the more obvious thing and, when I am hungry, I will think about that bul that prepares to charge at the moon," he said with a smile. He liked silly and funny stories and memorized them extremely well. "And by the way - don't underestimate yourself - most wolves - me included - would never even think of looking up there, seeing and knowing the stuff you do. My point is - you are smart compared to regular folk. Like me, for example."

Then - hoping that he might get more stories out of Olive, he asked: "So, is there any other edible stuff up there that I should be aware of?"