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Her brow furrowed at his answer, but a look of understanding slowly overtook her perplexed expression. Oh. She had never thought of it that way. It made sense, she guessed. Hydra had been calling herself a guardian before she had been officially bestowed the title. Though Lyra wasn't sure if she wanted to be the astronomer of Moonspear, however. That position would forever and always belong to Charon. She felt more at home among the herbs and plants, anyway. Things she could touch.

Her gaze flicked to Terance as he shifted and raised a paw to point out the constellation. Taurus. She had no idea what a bull was and, as she stared at where he gestured to, she tried to make out what the stars were meant to depict. She smiled, for it must hold some sort of sentiment for him, though, and she looked to the boy with a curious tilt of her head. "What's the one for August?"