Gilded Bay you steal the life from me

the idea of walking massive beasts, older than time itself, larger than life itself-- collared and chained-- was something she was able to find some mild sense of amusement in. ,,i'm not sure if i'd call it murder,'' she pondered this. the leviathan aond behemoth would outlive all mortal beings on this earth. they'd probably move to new worlds as the things they protect die out until nothing is left.
it's lonely being immortal, she thinks.
,,without death, there is no life. the rot and decay is simply necessary, sometimes things need to be sped up a bit. nature moves at a snail's pace but she prefers it that way.''
she watches as puck squints towards the sky-- all this speak of immortals and stars, amatsu found herself quite deep in enjoyment. sharing stories was one of her favorite things to do and she had many to share. he speaks of heroics, those who accomplish something great, something beyond themselves. being immortalized in the sky was something not exclusive to just those, she thinks. puck's eyes sparkle as he turns his crown upwards to investigate the infinity above. ,,only you will be able to tell which star is yours. the star that shines brightest, the star that speaks to you more than any other.'' she whispers into his ears as a gentle smile crosses her muzzle. turning her muzzle skyward, she continues. ,,mine is in the northeast. it's rather small, but the light it gives off rivals even the brightest.''