Why are there stars?

Swallowed by darkness? Astrea confirmed the idea and Ray was left wondering what on earth it was and how it had happened. She was sad that she would never get to meet them. In fact, she had never seen an old wolf before. Not to mention the darkness could be a story she could use late at night to scare her sister. She wouldn't be able to dwell on that for long, as Astrea moved on to her next question. She directed the pups eyes to the stars, and Ray obeyed, her gaze widening at the thought. Using stars to guide your travels? She couldn't fathom how, but of course she wanted to learn!

Astrea would describe Frost, and that would really capture the girls attention. She listened intently, only to pull a face at the description. Distant? Quiet? Slow moving? None of those things applied to her! Her expression fell, her gaze questioning. Had she been misnamed? Perhaps they had gotten something wrong, or maybe she didn't have an element at all. After all, her mamma didn't have an element, maybe they where mistaken in thinking she had one at all. Her ears folded to her skull. She liked her heritage, the history, the fantasy of it all, she wanted to be a part of it.

Even Astrea admitted it didn't match to her, and the girl wined softly, still taking care not to wake anyone. At least she was distracted from even this worry, as Astrea moved on to tell her that she would never be sent away. She was glad, she didn't ever want to leave her home. She couldn't imagine being kicked out to face all the scary things alone, just her and Aurora with no adults to protect them. She expected that to be the end of the explanation, she certainly didn't expect her Auntie to admit to losing children. How did you lose a child anyway? Surely they weren't that small that you couldn't even see them. “Is that why Daddy wont let me leave the territory? So I don't get lost too?” she wondered. Astrea also looked at her, and she had that adult look on her face, all intense and stern like she needed to be understood. Only, it wasn't a lecture she gave the girl, but a promise, a strange sort of promise. She couldn't imagine anything bad happening, but perhaps she could make use of that promise another way. “Will you always answer my questions? And, can you keep a secret Auntie?” she wondered.