Ghost Lion Crag Misty mountains sing and beckon

She was definitely not expecting anyone to actually be in this middle of nowhere spot, and even if they were, she did not expect them to hear what she was saying.  Which..... maybe she hadn't.  But she got the gist, and that was more than Maia wanted her to get.

At first she got a little moody.  Duh they heard, who did this lady think she was that Maia needed her to tell her that?  She didn't need comforting.

But her better nature won out.  Obviously she meant well, and her words echoed Maia's dad's when he used to say wolves who died were honored with a place among the stars.  That's why she spoke to the sky, even if they weren't out yet.

Yeah, she replied, composing herself with a couple sniffs.  Besides everything, if her brother died yesterday, maybe she was reassuring herself too.  It's cool to think they are up there watching.  Even if they can't talk back.  Her concept of the Star wolves didn't exactly fit with that, but it did too.  Maybe that's what you became when you died.  Maia.  I'm sorry about your brother.