Early into the morning, as the fire flies began to cast their golden glow, dimming the blue light from the Light Pool, Dust stirred. He did not awaken feeling particularly unusual, nor did anything necessarily seem to stand out to him. However, there was a deep sense of unease in his chest. Through his morning routine he went, sharpening his antlers into the wood of one wall, before descending to check upon the sacred tree of the Susala Pack. Standing before it's crystalline glow brought him some comfort, but as he rose back up to the main den, that odd feeling slowly crept back into his spirit. Faded yellow orbs were distance as he crouched before the Light Pool, taking a few long laps of the refreshing water. His ears twitched to the sounds of the pack beginning to stir. Hm... perhaps he'd have those assigned to the patrol and hunt, keep their eyes and ears out for anything unusual today. Or maybe even Silvina could shed some light on his unease? While these thoughts occupied him, Dust took a seat alongside the Light Pool. Quiet, and contemplative, as the morning began.
That night, Lyra dreamed of flying among the stars. The tiny glowing orbs spun and danced around her, playing at the feathers of her wings, and darting away from reach as she gave chase. It was whimsical, lovely dream... until she startled awake. Bleary blue eyes blinked awake, her mind in a fog as she slowly became aware of the waking world, and a sore right wing, the likes of which she had fallen asleep on. Grumbling, Lyra rolled herself upright, stretching her wings wide within her den, before giving them a shuffling shake to free them of moss and loose feathers. From there, it took no time for her brain to jump start itself, and wide awake, she took a running start out of her den. The comforting shadow of her resting place, burst into the orange glow light of the main den as she jumped free of the hole that was carved high in the wall, and spread her wings wide. Catching herself, before she could plummet the forty feet down to the main cavern's floor. The stretch of her muscles felt wonderful, and it was with a light hum she went to see if there were any leftovers from the hunt yesterday.
