For generations, we follow the Celestial dragon that rules our galaxy, who controls the spin of the planets and the gleam of the stars. They have no age, no explination for their existance. They have many names, from different wolves and packs across thousands of years, Nebula, Starstrike, Cosmos; but this particular pack has given them the name of Nova. They've been alive since the dawn of time itself. They travel millions of lightyears in the blink of an eye, so long as they remain within the confines of this galaxy system. Their wings view the far reaches of this supposed confine, and some of the oldest wolves swear that if the Dragon chose, they'd take the wolf through the portal of their wings and show them the vastness of space. Rumors say, they live in the heart of the galaxy, and cast a light so powerful any eye to graze it be blinded instantly, and become possessed, turning into a being of stardust and dark matter, and their eyes shine brighter than the full moon. No wolf has ever seen one of these beings, but the rumor also states that they can melt into shadows and dissapear. Once, every fifty years or so, an eclipse casts the world into darkness, and this is when the Dragon and their servants are said to be their most powerful. And on that day, the Dragon becomes visible to the naked eye for a few minutes, appearing on a cliff jutting over the forest, where a chosen wolf can make one wish.