Lake Rodney stars, tell me your stories

"My sister, Raven. She learnt from somebody else." He didn't know from whom she had learned, but she seemed to know an awful lot. "Yeah! There's a different one for each cycle of the moon," Phox explained, "but you can see more than one at a time." He was still learning about when they came around, and obviously he hadn't seen all of them, but he was sure that he would. It was only a matter of time!

"This one," Phox explained, rearranging the rocks in a different formation, "is Virgo, the mother. She looks after each and every one of us and makes sure that we're safe. Raven said that she was kinda like a mom for those that didn't have moms anymore, like me." Phox bit his lip, hoping that was true. He loved each and every one of his guardians at Redhawk Caldera, but he often wondered what it would have been like to have a real mother and father.