Moonspear no rest for the parents

She followed his gaze to the sky, staring at the first peeking stars. She wondered how it would be to look at the stars and for them to make sense like plants did. It would make the sky seem almost completely different, though the beauty would only be increased by knowledge. A flower was prettier, to Pyx, when it had a use. Stars would be lovlier when they had a story, or even a voice, though she doubted Charon would be able to teach her to hear the star's voices. That surely had to be something you were born with.

"Makes sense." Pyx said with a nod. "Is that where we'll go tonight? Part-way up the mountain?" She was disapointed to hear they couldn't go up all the way, and made a note to make an attempt once the weather was better. She'd climb part way up the Mountains of Moonspear herself, but only in search of herbs or sight-seeing. She'd never thought to go all the way to the top, but suddenly it seemed like a challenge. If she could plan her climb so she could star gaze too, all the better.