stop mooning me

Deluge didn't realise the stars had names and she had to wonder where her mother had learned them from. She turned an ear as the others piped up but tried to maintain her own general disinterest. She had come here for coyote balls, not to listen to her mother jibber-jabber about stars and directions. She could get home just fine on her own, and had done on every other journey.

That Rheum actually seemed interested was probably what stung the most of all, but she supposed, for her friend, she could avoid shutting the lesson down entirely. Her sigh was muted. "If ya can't tell where you're going then y'should stay put. No point wastin' energy walkin' in circles, unless yer got nowhere to be." After all, she very much enjoyed wandering around just for the sake of wandering.

At least the dirt here seemed well fertilised. She rolled her toes beneath her and tried to hide the way she inhaled the rich earthy scent. She couldn't remember the last time the earth had given so easily underneath her paws.