When You Wish Upon A Star
12-22-2018, 10:10 PM
Valentine's spirits were high as he jogged down the beach. He'd been thinking a lot lately about Rhythm and how she navigated the world. She'd joked about stealing a niece of nephew to be her eyes, but he'd found that to be an unsatisfactory answer. No, they could do better than that. He would do better than that. Many wolves had pets and while he personally found it distasteful, even he couldn't deny their usefulness and if finding Rhythm a good pet gave her more freedom to roam around without fear then he'd find her the best damn pet in Boreas. He'd considered many creatures but rejected them all so far for one reason or another. Too small, too flighty, too annoying. None were good enough for his little lady. It was for that reason that he'd swam to the island. He hadn't been here since he was a child and it was time to see if the weird animals he remembered were real or part of his imagination. The first shooting star he'd dismissed as uninteresting and a simple distraction from his search. The second, third and fourth were a little harder to ignore so he slowed to halt and eyed the sky with a quizzical expression. Five, six, seven- very quickly he lost count as star after star dove into the horizon. The sight was both beautiful and alarming. He'd seen many a falling star before, but never so many at once. Dryly, he hoped there was at least one kid out there paying attention and making bank on wishes. |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.