The full moon shone down on a quiet hilltop, just outside the limits of civilization. The air out here was cool, the sky mostly clear of clouds so the stars above could be easily seen. Nights like these were perfect in the mind of the young Yoshi Audio known as Andromeda. Perched on that little hilltop, the quiet female sat with a sketchbook in her lap, sketching away at the heavens twinkling above. Most would have been asleep at this hour, but the night and the silence was what drew Andromeda in. With nothing but the sounds of the night and her quiet headphone music to listen to, she had already completed several sketches of the scenery around her. These lay scattered around the grass she sat on, her newest sketch halfway done on the page before her. Yes, this really was the perfect pastime, in her mind at least.
Callista preferred night. The cool grass felt good on her footpaws, and the pale light of the moon didn't heat her dark fur, and the stars, oh, the stars! She wandered absentmindedly, her face tilted up to the sparkling sky above. "Hello, me," she whispered to her namesake star when she found it, and smiled.
