Dragoncrest Cliffs take it on the run, baby

"Chart?" said Easy, momentarily confused. Her eyes lit up a moment later, though, when she realized what the woman was talking about. "You know the stars?" Easy asked, her breath catching. Grayday and her other minders had taught her a great many things, but there hadn't been any astronomers in her natal pack, and she hadn't met anyone along the way who'd mentioned charting the stars, either.

"Do you think you could teach me?" she asked, tail whisking hopefully. For it was in looking up at the stars that a wolf felt just how small and insignifcant they were, and for Easy, it was a comforting thought. No matter how badly she thought she'd messed up, she was just one little wolf in the great sea of the universe. Life would go on. Even when it seemed like it couldn't possibly, it would. There was just no other choice.

She hoped that the stars would help her doubly today - if the winter woman was willing to bed down with her, Easy would be that much closer to making these wolves into her home.