Moonspear boo'ya moon

Just lots and lots of stars, making endless shapes... and a bunch of dead wolves? Galaxy blinked loudly at this, head slowly turning to face Charon. He said it so casually that the pup wondered if she'd heard correctly. She gulped quietly and returned her eyes to the dark heavens, feeling a tingle down her spine as she wondered if a bunch of dead eyes were staring back at her.

"Dead people watch us?" she whispered to him after a beat, forgetting he'd asked a question of his own. Galaxy paused thoughtfully, lips pursed, and then added, "Daddy, what's it mean to be dead?" She possessed an instinctual understanding (and fear) of death, yet Galaxy didn't know what it truly meant. Her eyes were curious and a little frightened as they drifted once more to her father's face.