11-29-2018, 01:18 PM
-------- Atticus did not have a particular affinity for the night sky, but there was something soothing about the dark depths and the bright stars that hung like a curtain within the sky. However, when he walked into the observatory that night, after a quick sweep of the border, his paws paused briefly at the sight of Atbash and Sybil, considering the way they lay before his gaze turned upwards to the bright night sky with an understanding exhale, acknowledging what they were doing silently as he carefully pad his way forward to sit nearby the two others. He acknowledged Sybil's words with an idle hum as his gaze turned upwards. Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea to tarry a while before bed. After all, the winter time always seemed to have the best stars and the best constellations hanging within the sky.
/rushed sorry
/rushed sorry