Redhawk Caldera two minutes to midnight

Phox, who had been enamored with the sky for as long as his tiny brain could remember, had immediately noticed the weird streaking lights buzzing across the sky. It was strange, but it was also so pretty! He stood, mouth agape, looking at the sky for at least two minutes before he managed to snap out of it enough to see if anybody else was seeing what he was seeing.

The first wolf he ran into was Lagan, and he also appeared to be watching the dazzling show. "Lagan, isn't this so cool?!" He nudged his brother's shoulder, grinning from ear-to-black-ear as he returned his gaze to the sky above.