8/13/2025, 12:54 AM
He seemed to have more on his mind than sleeplessness, Steren mused as his gaze went distant. She reached out with a paw to catch one of the bugs on the edge of a toe, bringing it to her face.
I did, yes.Her face softened.
I’ve always admired them. Like stars, brought down for us to interact with. I used to stand at the window of my tower and watch them. On nights like this, I’d go out and catch as many as I could. I would release them soon after, mind, but for just a moment..It had been like holding the sky in her palms. She watched the firefly lift off and rejoin its fellows.
Pardon me for the trip down memory lane. I’m Steren Prideaux, I’m an astrologer. I’ve taken over the old fortress in the mountains above here, so I’m sorry to say I’m a bit detached from pack happenings.Her face split around a sheepish grin, gaze flicking down and away.