Noctisardor Bypass we can feel that time is dilated

Ezra noticed her and there came a pause in which he hovered at the den's entrance. He was not as settled out in the open as she was, it seemed, but the speckled youngster crooned a soft note of encourage to accompany the gentle sweep of her tail through grass.

When he stepped outside and toward her, hollering the nickname first bestowed upon her by her mother, Kikimora smiled brightly. Her silvery blue eyes glittered as she observed her den-mate's approach, and at his question she shifted to point her muzzle toward the little red-black beetle that travelled further along the length of a tall stalk.

Look, she said, and was sure to add: no eat. Just look.