Lune looked up at the stars, looking for the constellations that he knew. As he found them he pointed them out to Spark. "There's Andromeda, and Draco. Oh, and there's Orion." He remembered doing this with his sister every night. Together they knew the names of all the constellations they could see, the planets, stars, moons, suns. Lune sighed and continued looking. "That one there is Phoenix." He pointed to a cluster of stars above their heads. "It was Luna's favourite." Lune stood and walked over to the edge of the cliff. "I'm going to fly for a bit. You may join me if you wish."<br/><br/>Spook was slipping in and out of the shadows when he heard a noise, a squeak. He stopped moving and stood, still as stone and listened; casting his dead gaze around. He lifted his head a bit and scratched the ground before slowly moving in the direction he had heard the sound from. Moving slowly, Spook moved closer to what ever had made the squeak until he was only a few feet away. Spook stretched his neck as far as it would go and peered over a low bush. Behind it was a small dragon. He stepped closer, not letting his gaze wander as he came to stand just to the left of the dragon (Violette). A sense of curiosity fell upon Spook as well as a shift in his personality. He was no longer in the mood for scaring, at least not for now.