Northstar Vale a star fell from the sky

For Whimbrel

The sky above Aysun seemed to stretch on for eternity. She could imagine that the rest of her family, in Sadakât were taking a moment to gaze up at those same stars. That was something that had always drawn her into the sky, everyone looked at them, though few understood them the way that her family had claimed to. Cleto and Asli has learned about the stars from their pack in the Salvajes -- a pack called Sterrenvuur -- and they had passed on what information they had to their children. From her vantage point in a clearing of Northstar Vale she could pick out some of the simpler constellations. She listed them off softly to herself under her breath as she gazed upwards.

She had no pack here, only her sister -- and even then, Aysel was busy exploring, or doing whatever it was that kept her absent most of the time. Aysun spent her days exploring the vale, and occasionally moving outside of the territory to search out what other wolves lived in the mountainous ranges to the north and south. Today she had spent a majority of the say hunting small animals that lived in the thick wooded areas of the vale -- and even now, a portion of a hare lay between her front feet.

The sky flickered and changed as the whorl of purples and indigos slowly moved to black, and she sat with a contented smile on her face as finally there was nothing but inky darkness flecked with pieces of light. The silvery light was reflected in her large eyes and in that moment she wished that there was someone to see this, to share in the sky in the way she and her family always had.

She chuffed softly, letting her eyes at last fall to the forest around her, cast in the shadows and silvery light of a clear summer night. She fell back into the soft grass and curled her paws against her chest, happy to relax in the quiet of the vale.