Starry, Starry Night

Shilah was still in awe how the seasons differed between Boreas and Auster. While Boreas was caught in the grip of winter, Auster was slowly moving into summer. He worked his way through the lush fields of grass that were teeming with prey. He'd come across several deer trails and he'd picked up several different scents as he wandered through, exploring their new home. Above him the stars stretched out, dotting the sky. There was a particularly bright band of stars that seemed to run right through the middle of the sky above him. He had to admit it was gorgeous here. Later he'd look into exploring the castle but for now he just wanted to be out in the fresh air. Shilah debated about whether he should make his den on the plains or in the castle. He was more of a plains wolf than a cave wolf.