Falling Lights, Falling Stars [Seasonal]

Kaizen wasn't sure what to make of the bright lights in the sky. They even shone through the thick overhead canopy, dappling the leaf litter with weird colours and patterns. It was pretty enough but for some reason it put the adults of the pack on edge, he'd noticed but didn't understand why. Obviously hadn't been alive, or even a sparkle in Kiriko's eye, when the Long Night had both Boreas and Auster in its hold.

He wandered beyond his den, knowing better than to slip away so late at night. Not that he was even allowed outside of Tojo territories yet, he was still well and truly grounded. Spotting the bright white pelt of his sister, he approached her quietly, his pace slow with care, attempting not to rustle the leaf litter as he got near. The colours of the night lights above seemed to bleed into her coat, as if Kina was stealing them for herself. She looked pretty, not that he'd tell her as much. Tight-lipped and awkward as he was.

"What is wrong?" He asked, not entirely sure what to make of the energy she was giving off. Tense, pent up.