Sun Mote Copse I saw the constellations reveal themselves one star at a time

She was quiet for a moment (longer than usual, anyway) as she pondered Phox's suggestion. She gazed up at the stars, and saw nothing but a random sprinkling of dots on a dark background, the same way shells were washed ashore willy-nilly on a beach. Somehow, he saw shapes and forms in them, and she supposed with practice it might get easier, as the stars tended not to move- but she'd not taken any interest in them until she'd met Phox. Now, thinking of any story that might be worthy of getting her frame designed in a constellation...She found herself grasping for threads, until she looked up again at the bear constellation, and a sad but fond thought hit her. 

"We need to find a Finley one. Somewhere near the bear." She said softly, perusing the skies that lingered around the constellation she'd mentioned, though it became more difficult when she felt tears prickling the corners of her eyes. Unspoken, she wondered if she should find a constellation for Colt, too...But she didn't want to say it out loud. Instead, she spoke with a slightly broken voice, though she paused to clear her throat in an attempt to shove the pang of grief aside. "An' one for Elwood. We got lots of stories about them...They should have a constellation." She said.