Star light, star bright

Warm summer evenings were one of young Stolas' favorite things. The temperate air, the chirping song of crickets in the long grass, the fireflies dancing all about the valley like living stars come to earth. And of course, his most favorite thing of all: the actual stars in the nightly heavens above. Oh, how Stolas loved the stars! He was fascinated by their mysteries, the constellations, the stories they told and the prophecies they contained. Ever since he was a small pup, he would sit outside his family's palace and gaze up at the twinkling balls of light overhead, fascinated by their mere existence. He wanted to know all about them, more than any wolf could ever hope to know.

Graphite gray eyes dazzled with the light of the celestial heavens while he sat atop the sloping hills leading down into the lush valley. He had asked Widow to come meet him out here this evening, wanting to share his passion for the night sky with her. Perhaps he was hoping to find a like mind and kindred spirit in her, what with her fascination with the occult like he had, or perhaps he just wanted to share a personal part of his life with her. He didn't know why, but being around Widow made him feel... giddy. Excited in a way he didn't recognize and like no one else did. Just being around her would have made this night exquisite, but getting to indulge in his hobbies while he was at it would be an added bonus.

"Stolas Abraxas-Destruction"