Redhawk Caldera Don't be afraid to catch feels

Phox's ptero name was very well thought out, but that wasn't very surprising. Nightjar hadn't known her long, but had the sense that his deaf sister was a lot smarter than he was, and perhaps even smarter than Raven in a practical sense. Smarter than Fox had been, for sure, and maybe even smarter than Peregrine. That she came up with an elaborate sign for her sibling that held actual meaning was only testament to that, and the fact Nightjar never would have figured it out on his own was evidence of his own lack of imagination.

"Okay," was all he offered in response. He would have helped her come up with one if only he could think of something, but he wasn't made for thinking. He was made for action and brute force. So he swept forward when the borders came into view, tail waving stiffly as he craned his neck to scan the horizon, and only pulled his attention away when Towhee voiced her question.

"No," he answered honestly, "stars are in the sky, not here." He had no idea that stars could, in fact, fall to earth and be found as stones. As far as he knew, the sky and the earth were two completely separate realms. Nothing from the sky could touch the earth, and nothing from the earth could touch the sky, and that was that. There were at least a dozen holes in this theory of his (what about birds?) but he'd never even thought of any of them.