Firefly Ravine the rabbit hole never to be found

He was not alone for long, much to his liking. As the incline of his descent slowly evened out once more, he did not miss sight of the wolf all stately. A pale figure in an otherwise world of green at present, his formidable size along the narrowed trail was enough to give Dirge pause; a curious cant of his head regarded his find as if all intentions could have been read in a single once over. It acted doubly as a hello of sorts.

"How's the path ahead?" he queried, gaze moving past to study that slope—at least what he could make of it. There was nothing in the wind there to suggest he was moving headlong towards claimed ground; he doubted he had come across someone belonging to someone, or sowhere nearby. These nooks and crannies were quiet for good reason.

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