Lake Rodney stars, tell me your stories

Perhaps, in time, Phox's over-the-top joyous nature would subside and he would get more sullen and serious with more tragedy in his life. In a way, he had been spared the death of his parents by them dying before he was even alive to know them. They were more ideas in his head than actual wolves. But that was not Phox's focus right now, and only some insight into his little pea brain to fill a paragraph.

Charon asked to be taught! What a crazy world. Phox had, of course, taught Towhee a thing or two about the sky (or tried, at least), but teaching a strange adult was a whole new thrill! "Of course!" he replied, doing a piss-poor job of containing his excitement. "Zodiac is, like, all the pictures in the sky. Like that one over there," Phox said, pointing to the west, "That's Leo the cougar. He devours pups who are naughty." Remembering how Sassafrass had taught him, he recreated the stars with a few lighter stones on the ground. "See it?" he asked expectantly.