Be my little flashlight

ooc: @Keyx

Osprey had finally given in to the trade trend that existed in virtually all packs. Had her player not been so lazy during the past year, she would have gotten her first shiny icon just above her avatar already. Aside from that - she proudly wore the title Chroncler. There was this odd word "journeyman" attached to it, which made little sense to her, but it seemed that just the fact that her mind was whizzing with stories and that she had told a great many deal of them in the past, didn't mean that she didn't have to prove her skills here.

So, on a particularly cold winter night, when it had got too uncomfortable to sleep outside, she left the plateau behind to venture in the flatlands. The sky was clear and dark blue, there were countless stars and the moon was shining big and bright. Mesmerized by the beauty of it, she soon found a little hillock to sit on and watch the sky. She recalled Charon telling her that he could chase star stories - when she closed her eyes for a moment, she imagined that she could hear their voices. Faraway and speaking in foreign tongue.