Paradise Falls because the wind is high it blows my mind

Miriam seemed to match her enthusiasm, further emphasizing the positive shift their interaction had taken. There would be many lessons to take from this night, for sure.

Addy tilted back her head to take in the patches of sky visible above their heads, the rain momentarily forgotten despite the incessant pattering all over. It pecked at her eyes and forced her to look away again. There had only been darkness anyway, clouds obscuring the celestial speckling Miriam spoke of. She would need to observe them the next time night came with a clear sky, and match what she saw with memories of this conversation now.

She gave herself a shake, adding to the dousing of everything else with the spray of water coming loose from her fur. It stuck out in clumps all around, but the moment she stopped the rain began its diligent work flattening every strand back down.

"So they're like birds then?"

Her head tilted from one direction to the other now. She and her father were nocturnal too, why did she never see anything else up there? Perhaps they were too small and too high up, like how insects seemed to vanish into the sky? Didn't they ever need to land then, to eat and drink and for their daylight slumbers?

WELCOME TO MIDNIGHT MASS.

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Birds. Miriam pondered it for a moment, not entirely sure if it properly fit. It seemed like it might. She hummed, her tail thumping lightly against the ground as she rested on her haunches and looked up. “Sort of… they are above the birds, and even the birds answer to their wisdom.” She offered again. “They walk amongst the sun and the moon. They rest whilst the sky is bright in the day and guide lost wolves in the dark of night.” She hoped it made more sense.

The north star was one of the oldest ancestors pawsteps, a constant guide to those who knew to look for it. Those who did not were prone to get lost in their ignorance of those who had come before them.

They drank from the darkness of the night, sustained themselves off of souls helped. At least, that was what hse had been told, and what she felt deep in her bones. She offered the essence of her life to them in exchange for their wisdom and their guidance, a balancing act day after day.