cold as ice || open || the stars above

[SHERBET]

Sherbet lazily waved his tail in greeting to Rhine, "Evening? Or rather morning." His green eyes followed Drifiting's claw, memorizing where the constellation is, "I never really thought much of the stars, they've always been there so why question them?" He hummed as he pondered the last bit of serval's words, "Cats in the stars? I could get behind that, we never quite know anything until we experience it ourselves. Who knows until it is our turn to truly expire." The ice cold tabby sighed, his breath like smoke in the cold night, "I grew up thinking of wandering spirits, peaceful and vengeful. Those who are peaceful stay and try to watch over their loved ones best they can. Vengeful ones stay and cause havoc, they torment those they believe wronged them."

Sherbet's tail twitched uncomfortably, as he questioned Drifting, "Orion's Belt...How are they named? It seems like you wouldn't just name a swath of stars that without a reason."