Menastro ☄️

Though a sailor's life has huge mysteries and myths. At least one of them is a cute tale. Having been lost for months due to awful weather, a crew and it's captain were brinking the point of insanity as supplies began to dwindle to only bilge rat scraps. On a faithful clear night of a all out fight for survival was seemingly about to break out, a chrip called out to the crew "Wonderful night for lights". Taking everyone on the ship off their footing mentally they stare out into the see looking for who said such, until spotting a brightly lit 'otter' on top of the sea, peering back at the crew with starry yellow eyes. "Spare us from your wrath siren" a crewmate pleas, as their fellowmen grab them from the side to shut them up. "Siren?" the bright otter replied, approaching the ship. The Captian drew their sword, "Back demon! Or I will be sending you back to the depths of the sea!". The lit up otter rolled onto it's back to show no harm, "Fellow voyagers, I am no demon from the deep daunting trenches. I am from the sea of stars!" it spoke pointing it's paw up to the heavenly ocean. The captain being of Otterfolk sees the gestures of the otter worldly otter and even looking up to see it was clear from bad weather. A crewmember pulls out a telescope to try and navigate. "Perfect conditions. If we can find the Cyan star to lead us to home" they spoke out loud. "Oh the Cyan star of the Wayfarer? I can lead you homesick friends home!" squeaked the otter as it gets up. Seeming it was untouched by the salty water it treaded. "I used to swim above a 'harbort' all the time, it was getting less busy so I decided to take a walk." it explained to the crew who are understandably questioning their sanity amongst themselves. Before even a discussion about a descision was made, the otter being crafty used kelp and some of it's celete like hair to make a rope that pulled the boat. While the otter walked infront of the ship's pier. It's hair seemingly shedding exceptionally bright dust into the air that calmed the crew down into a slumber. Come the next morning when the sun is up in the earliest of hours. The captain being the first to get up, noticed that they were at the harbor they left all those months ago. As the sun was slowly creeping up the horizon, the captain began to wonder if last night was all a dream. Checking the ship to see some kelp and hair that glinted brilliantly like the night sky. Then they look up to see the Cyan star of the wayfarer, muttering the name "Menastro" as they were piecing things together.