Cosmos

Part 1: Preparations

This is it, its finally his big chance. Cosmos has always known there was something wrong with the stars, and now everyone else can see it too. Not only have there always been too many of them up there, but they're just made of arts and crafts supplies?! He knew it! His mother always told him his markings were a map of the sky, that the heavens could be seen in his eyes etc, and now he has physical proof that all those plentiful stars up there are extraneous.

He's packed his pocket sized conspiracy board self portrait starmap, some stationary supplies, and a wallet of stamps so he can mail off his "findings" to all his doubters.

Part 2: Discovery

Cosmos clutches the chunk of star he's discovered, lifting it into the air triumphantly. "Hah! You can't hold stars in your hands!" he waves it about and then holds it up to his snout for closer examination. Mushy weird thing... the edges are kind of fuzzy, like they're not really there... is it... is it absorbing into his flesh?! "EWWww get it off get it OFF!!"

Part 3: Return

Cosmos drags along after the rest of the star hunters, exhausted, shell shocked, and slightly traumatized. So many stars, so many of them trying to meld with his own starry body... He's done his best, left no stone unturned, and kept immaculate records of his findings but his eyes are sparking with starlight and he's seeing spots. Spots, not stars. He's going to need some time to recuperate for sure.

Oh, a star to take home? That's not suspicious at all... He eyes the hatchlings and then the shining souvenir they've handed him. Well, that's one less imposter running wild at least. He'll add it to his collection.