Sun Mote Copse Still getting used to road regrets

It was for sure getting smaller. Niamh watched the moon as she waited for Colt, and was absolutely sure that it was losing its light, and slipping into a smaller and smaller crescent. Phox would've known what it meant- but Phox was too far away to ask so for now, she simply decided to sit and watch, and see what happened when the moon finally disappeared, as it seemed like it was going to do. She heard the sound of footfalls on snow and looked down to see a familiar, dark shape near the edge of the clearing and she beckoned him over with a flick of her muzzle- but she didn't move from her spot, lest she lose her vantage point. 

He seemed concerned, and Niamh was fairly focused on the eclipse at hand- though she didn't know what it was- so she gestured upwards with her muzzle, though she scooted a bit to the side to welcome him to sit next to her. "The moon. It's supposed to be a full moon tonight, right? Well lookit that," She said. "It's been getting smaller and smaller." She said, frowning. She looked to Colt, to see if it made him anxious too, or if he simply understood what was going on.