Lost Creek Hollow Hunter Boy

Pretty Eyes, pretty smile. It was nice to see. They had many beautiful wolves in these wilds. But Sandy had stayed true and just. Gentlemanly even. But she was kind. 

A soft chuckle and yellow eyes turned towards her. A small shake of his head. Unfortunately, I don't. I know a few constellations. Hmm.

He blinked and traced a line with his muzzle. Big Dipper, Little Dipper. Orion. And that is about it. I just like looking at them. A reminder if you will that somethings stay the same.

He tilted his head. How about you? Do you know much about the stars?