Tenzin didn't go stargazing, at least, not on purpose. He wanted to, had he the time, sure, but there was never enough time in the day. It was a matter of duty before desire, you see, and Tenzin had plenty of duties to attend to. It was a matter of waking up in the morning and doing the rounds of his territory. Well, he didn't claim ownership over it, but he certainly felt like he belonged there. Every time he walked the trails, moving logs off the path for the convenience of others, he would look down to see his own hoof prints from the day before. It brought him joy to see them, to know that he had a past here, and that if all went well, he would have a future too. He never left the forest, had no reason to.
But tonight, at the pestering of his bonded wolf, Damian, he had agreed to move beyond the tree line. There would be a meteor shower, Damian had told him. That, alone, was far more impressive than merely going to stargaze. So, almost begrudgingly, though secretly quite pleased, Tenzin and Damian set off together. They'd waited until it had gotten dark enough, enough for Tenzin to complete his evening round, and now waited under the sky. Tenzin hadn't ever seen a meteor shower before, and he wasn't quite sure what to expect, so when the first one shot over the sky, he jumped a little, rearing back before coming back down with an embarrassed snort. He didn't look at Damian, didn't want to see his knowing, sympathetic look. Instead, when the second came, and then dozens after that, Tenzin merely looked up and reflected that maybe, just maybe, he ought to leave his forest more often. After his duties were done, of course. (WC: 305)
