Neverwinter Forest giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon

The kid's dusky complexion was difficult to read, especially shrouded in the nighttime's shadows, but his tone bespoke an acute enthusiasm that even Dash could percieve. The seawolf wagged his tail, eyes sparking with delight as the Shadowkid finally rose to meet his own energy level. Stars-- even shooting stars-- weren't really something that got Dash all wound up, but he was willing to indulge whatever topic floated this kid's boat. 

"I wonder if one of them is guiding me," Dash mused aloud, eyes drifting across the sky for a star that seemed to call out to him more than the others. After a moment, he let out a thoughtful hum. If one of these stars was his guide, it would need to speak a whole lot louder. Dash had a hard enough time listening even when people were speaking to him with actual words. What sort of masochistic star would take on a lost cause like him?