Ursa Major

*Askan* · (This post was last modified: 07-19-2020, 05:14 PM by Askan.)

Night had fallen and the sky above was a black canvas littered with stars, some shining brighter than others. By then Askan ought to have called it for the night, should have hurried back to the spot he'd claimed as his den but he just wasn't tired. He could have probably forced himself to sleep, could have scrunched his eyes real tight but out of sheer stubbornness he just didn't feel like it. Instead he found himself wandering, clambering up the rocky slopes till he reached the high ground. The Gorge was strangely quiet, the wind calm and barely enough to ruffle his coat as he moved, looking for a flat spot to sit. Eventually he found a rock that was large and wide enough to serve as a throne and he plonked his arse down, tail curling around his flank as he directed his attention skywards.

Some of the stars were awfully bright that night, all bunched together in a formation he couldn't make out. It looked pretty, more than enough to hold his attention, but if there was a meaning to be found then it was lost on him. He'd heard stories about stars before, pretty rhetoric that went over his head but he couldn't help but truly wonder what they were.

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