Stavanger Bay life is like a box of chocolates

It was secretly kind of pleasing that Charon knew things that Aesop did not. He'd have to tell the whole story sometime, but today was not that day. Charon was tired from all of the fuss with the stupid other wolf and he didn't feel like telling stories much right now. He was still excited to talk about the stars in general, though, because he loved them and could talk about them all day.

Charon's eyes widened when Aesop said that they stars were, indeed, trying to tell him things. Oh, boy, did he want to hear all of their secrets! "I guess I gotta listen harder," Charon said, because so far they had not told him any of the cool stuff Aesop mentioned. He just knew there was something out there... but he couldn't quite understand their whispers yet.

"How do you tell the weather by the stars? I've been learning to predict the weather a bit by looking at the clouds, but —" Charon's words were interupted by a wide-mouthed yaaaawn. He hadn't realised just how tired he'd gotten through all of the excitement of the day. "What was I saying?" Charon mumbled as he smacked his lips, clearly ready for a nap to forget all of the day's stupid events and dream of the stars.