Moonspear boo'ya moon

The sky was particularly clear tonight, not a single cloud to obscure the dark heavens salted with stars. Galaxy sprawled on her back, hind legs spread (in a decidedly unladylike fashion) and forelegs curled loosely on her chest. Her pale ribs stood out starkly in the darkness, not that she knew it. She wasn't thinking of her body or her relationship with food right now. For the first time in several days, her mind was blissfully blank.

She suddenly remembered what Korei Julia had taught her about the constellations, including the Big and Little Dippers. She couldn't find them, though Galaxy lifted one of her little paws from its resting place on her breastbone and began tracing other shapes against the night sky. Here was butterfly with crooked wings, there a strangely shaped fish. If she just used her imagination and connected the dots, there were many heavenly bodies hanging out up there.