While hunting with Nymph, CycloneTail said abrubtly, "Whoa, look! A shooting star!" He pointed a glittering black wing at it, and smiled, "In the desert where it was almost never cloudly, I saw them all the time. Along with many constellations...Being a chick really goes by fast...It was different being the smallest too, as I was with vultures. Oh well, they respected me," the rooster sighed as the star faded, "Things were so lovely there."