Firefly Glen dreaming about the things that we could be.

She admitted to being from the Caldera, and then went on to explain what a phoney mountain it really was. Charon wasn't too sure where to go from there. He'd already expressed how awesome his home was and, without explicitely saying it, how lame hers was. He found himself curious who ruled it these days, but then, it was probably some of Peregrine's dumb-ass children, like Dhole or someone else.

"Gotta suck to live on a broken mountain where you can't smell the stars," he said with a grin. "Well, if you ever get tired of it, maybe we'll have an opening at Moonspear for a funny spunky wolf like yourself." He intended to finish the conversation and leave soon, not wanting to wander around the subject too long, but he'd wanted to put that offer there. Just in case she'd ever grow tired of the Caldera's bullshit and had nowhere else to go.