Redhawk Caldera Sit still

Sassafras leaned far over to ruffle the fur on top of the ravenous Towhee’s head with the breath expelled from her nose with a smile, then flopped to lie full on her shoulder with eyes that turned up to gaze at the tiny, glittery lights above. Phox’s eagerness to learn only made her wish she knew more about the expanse of sky they all slept beneath, but she knew enough to start him off. If he kept his interest, perhaps he would be teaching her one day.
 
“They can tell you when the seasons are about to change and they can help you find your way out there,” she said, thrusting her muzzle in a gesture that she hoped would indicate she meant ‘outside the Caldera’ before settling her eyes on the young Firebird. Of course, he hadn’t had much experience with lands that lay beyond, but as he grew, she could show him. “You can even pick out shapes in the stars to help you do it. Those are called ‘constellations’,” she explained as she sat up again, intent to find one in order to demonstrate.