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Phox paused yet again when Towhee backed away, the temporary lowering in volume allowing him to hear her question to Raven... which was then given to him. Why was he howling? Phox shrugged, then pointed his muzzle at the moon as if that explained everything. -It's pretty,- he replied, and he felt that was a perfectly adequate response. Surely Towhee would agree.

He looked at the moon again, feeling that same instinct to howl at it, but he refrained, not wanting Towhee to feel left out. She didn't seem terribly "into" the howling thing, and making sure she was comfortable was often his top priority. -Wanna try and pick out constellations with me?- he asked, gesturing to the bright stars above. They were harder to see when the moon was so bright, but he was pretty sure he could still identify some of them.