Broken Antler Fen going out tonight, changes into something red

another wild astronomer thread has appeared!

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Mato does not return to the den when the sun begins it’s final descent and the moon rises to take it’s place. Most nights he makes his way back to the Rochester-Iosila family den at this time, but not tonight. He decides, instead, to stay out and enjoy the beauty of the sunset and watch the stars be born as they are re-born every night. Typically, he will go to the den, take a nap and then venture back out in the middle of the night to stargaze. Though his late night ventures are not necessarily a secret per say and surely someone, by now, has been curious enough to investigate. He does not think his adventures will cause him trouble — it is rare that he ventures too far from the den but as he grows so too does his curiosity and it does not stop at just the night sky. He is curious about the vast Wilds outside of his little corner of paradise. Broken Antler Fen is his home but he knows that there is much else outside of it and he finds that he is almost ravenous to discover what secrets and stories it holds.

For now, Mato is content to sit upon his favorite rock, it’s smooth surface still warm from the afternoon, and watch the sun set, all the while sneaking a peek at what stars he could see through the myriad of colors dusk has painted on the horizon: brilliant and vibrant reds and pinks, the few lingering clouds outlined in gold. He inhales deeply and lets it out in a soft sigh, drinking in the scents of a world that was changing seasons.

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