Cosmic Hot Interstellar Plasma

Osprey's smile grew wider, when she saw that Fitz had also got the thrill of the game. The round-table story-telling was one of her favorites, but there weren't that many people, who wanted to play it. In her old pack most people didn't even understand her infatuation with things that weren't real and probably had never happened. It was a nice change that her packmate was willing to give this game a try.

"... herd rain-monkeys, which were small and agile creatures with very long tails, who liked to tickle heavy rain-clouds. When they did, the cloud began to laugh and a shower of rain was released to the Earth below," she had no idea, what could monkeys look like, but that was the point of the story. One should fill all of the gaps with their own imagination. "However one day the big pink wolf, who was called..." she let Fitz continue.