Duck Lake Starwatcher

The tawny woman's surprise struck a chord in Ambers heart -- perhaps the maternal ones, since she was suddenly overcame with the urge to cuddle this girl -- and she frowned sadly. She didn't ask, seeing as Simatra both intrdoduced and excused herself. It hurt her to think the golden woman wasn't used to kindness, and before she'd even left Amber's sapphire sight, she'd made up her mind to invite her to try and join Easthollow. There, she would have a family. 

In the lapse of time she was alone, a couple of the pups' activity had stirred, and the mother to be busied herself with curling her head around to nuzzle at them. It was in this position she was laying in when Simatra again came around the bush, and when she deposited the rodents at her paws, she motioned slightly for her to feel should she want to, grinning like a madwoman. 

Whether she felt or not -- in which she might've felt a kick or a squirm -- the pups soon calmed and Amber twisted back around to snuffle in a bear-like fashion at the meal. Licking her chops, she nudged one of the larger ones to Simatra herself, unwilling to eat alone even if she was sharing a story. 

                   "I don't like eating alone. You're a good hunter, y'know: you could come home with me and talk to the Alpha about joining, if you needed a place."

Her excuse was light and joking, accompanied with a sly wink, before Amber ripped directly into the belly of the first between her paws. Already, she'd decided on the story of Pegasus. 

Chewing the bite, Amber turned her gaze to the sky, searching out the box of stars and the three lines of stars that made up the head and forelegs, lifting a paw and pointing once she'd found it. After swallowing, she launched into the tale, taking her time and taking breaks inbetween for quick bites. The pups moved again with either the food or the story, and it brought her even more pleasure to know that not only could she teach Simatra, she could speak to her children too -- not that they really understood. 

                                                                    "Pegasus was a winged horse that came out of Medusa when she was be-headed by a young hero, Perseus. The Gorgon Medusa was once a beautiful Lybian princess, coveted by many. Because she was seduced by the sea god Poseidon in the temple consecrated to Athena, Athena transformed her into a monster. She had fur of serpents and anyone who looked into her eyes was turned into stone forever.
After his birth, Pegasus lived on the Mount Helicon -- not sure where that is myself, but I imagine it to be very beautiful--. One day, another ancient Greek hero whose name was Bellerophon believed that he could fly with Pegasus to Olympus, where the gods lived. To prevent him from doing that, King of the Gods, Zeus, sent a horsefly to bite Pegasus. Bellerophon lost control of his horse and fell back to Earth.

Pegasus continued to fly alone and reached Olympus, where Zeus received him for his own. Since then, he transports thunderbolts for Zeus, who placed his figure in the night sky in the constellation of the winged horse. Selfish things, the Gods are, but they seem to leave mortals out of it nowadays."