Wild Berry Meadow he followed

For @Charon~

There was a fair chance, and curious, that Noctura had been here before. This journey through the moonlit lowlands was reminiscent of one he'd taken before, but that time it had been while hunting large game — now no such creatures trod these barren lands. This time he was not here following prey but following a star, which the stargazer was known to do. The stars led him places, to people and ideas, they gave him a mental strength that at times could outweigh his considerable physical strength, and their very presence was a constant source of comfort. So when starlight seemed to beckon, he followed.

Noctura slowed his pace and saw where he had come to. A wide meadow: the one he'd been to before. The ground was dark in the midnight silence, but not green as he recalled. In fact, now the berry meadow was sorely stripped of berries — a sad thing to see. But the black wolf felt he'd been led here for a reason, so began a quiet search for a lone berry he knew must be here. A symbol of hope, of prosperity to come.