Northstar Vale Astéria

Zulema crept out of the den after her brother, the talk of stars capturing her attention for a moment, but she slipped past. She would probably pester her father or sister for an explanation later. Instead of tuning in to their conversation, she bounded after Antigone she slowed to his pace while glancing around at the shadowy surroundings.

❝What're we doin?❞ Zulema chirped, dropping her gaze from the skies and turning back towards her ruddy counterpart, his fur outlined by the faint glow of night sky.