Kurow

[Hi, network. Tonight, courtesy of the resident moonkid, you get a video feed of the night sky, where a tiny sliver of a waxing crescent moon is hardly enough to obscure a large amount of stars. ...Well, okay, there's some light pollution, Violet City is a city after all. But there's still an impressive amount of stars. It probably helps that this is from the roof of Violet Inn and therefore pretty dark.]

The stars are, like, really different here, from back in Nippon. Normally I'd be able to find at least a couple of the brush gods' constellations, you know? But none of these even resemble 'em.

[There's a brief pause, as though he's considering something, but when Kurow speaks again, he's cheerful.]

But that's okay! We'll just have to make up new constellations! Ain't that right, Girl?

["Lithe!" His Growlithe, who he's curled up with, seems to agree with that attitude.

And then the video shows Kurow's hand, tracing a few of the stars in the sky.]

Like, see those there? They look kinda like a rabbit if you trace 'em like that, right?