username; Scoinwolf
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here!kel name; renamed themself to Perseus
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When they were very young they had gotten separated from their parents and found themself desperately lost. For a greater part of the day they had been freaking out, anxiety growing as they realized that nothing was familiar, that nothing was even remotely similar to where they lived. They'd always been told that if they'd gotten lost to just stay where they were and that would make it easier for their parents to find them than if both parties were wandering around.
But the light was escaping from the sky and no one had come. They had been calling out all day, but their voice was hoarse, and their spirits were so very, very low.
They knew they shouldn't sleep but they were so tired it was hard to keep their eyes open.
They didn't really notice but soon it was dark, nothing but the glow of the moon and stars lighting up the sky.
The sky.
It was in that that they found something familiar, something comforting. Their grandfather used to tell them stories about the constellations and how it was possible to navigate using the stars. Hope began to grow and they jumped to their paws, frantically scanning the sky for the patterns. Perseus, their favorite constellation, hung over the mountains by their home. With renewed hope, they began running after the constellation, lining it up how they'd always seen it this time of year.
They'd been able to get back to familiar territory and were reunited with their family. Every night Perseus looks to the stars, drawing comfort from the soft glow, always feeling that same surge of hope when their eyes land on their constellation.