Altar of Twilight i'm feeling primitive

They locked gazes and Galaxy smiled serenely at her new friend before peering at the stones again. She continued admiring them even as she hummed, "No, actually, this isn't a very good spot for it." Now she turned toward Drogon again, face shining merrily. There was nothing patronizing about her tone at all, just friendly honesty. "It's much better to climb up the mountain to do that. I know of several spots for it, if you'd ever like me to show you. Do you stargaze often?"

She spied another flicker of movement over Drogon's shoulder and craned her neck to see that it was just Hydra, circling vigilantly. "Have you met my older sister, Hydra?" Galaxy asked amiably, even as the Beta female moved away, blending into the darkness. Although the youth could no longer see her, she knew very well the warrior was still there; she wouldn't go far at all. "She's the Beta," the aspiring astronomer said with a touch of understated pride.