Twinkle Twinkle Little Flame

Fia's nose pointed straight up as her mother mentioned with her paw to the skies above them. Her cheek leaned into the side of her mother's neck as she peered up at the constellation that Manea had pointed out. While Manea may have felt like she had more time with Fia's other siblings given the fact that the responsibilities of the pack were all on her time, Fia would never know or never see it. She saw her parents working hard, but she never once thought that maybe they didn't have enough time together or like she wasn't loved or anything of the sort. She didn't feel any sense of competition with her siblings, she never thought that maybe they had a better life or maybe she did. She was really, truly just happy with the life she had been given without knowing any of the consequences of her family's traditions or the differences she would have with her older siblings.

As Manea pointed out the big dipper and told Fia about it, she soaked it in. She was quite intelligent for her young age or at least willing to learn. She made it easy. She only took a few moments as her eyes scanned the sky, having a hard time really making up any shapes among all the dots in the black pane. But as she went back over the big dipper that was so easy to spot with her mother pointing it out she noticed a smaller one hanging off the other end. Her paw pointed up just where Manea had shown, "There's a smaller one." She suggested quietly, just a slight wag in her tail and a small smile as if she had done a good job.

"Fiametta"