Firefly Glen If I lose myself tonight, it'll be by your side

She indicated a nearby mountain and Tambourine assumed she must be part of a pack. Before he could inquire further, she mentioned her reason for being out here on the snowy meadow alone. He smiled lopsidedly at her, knowing full well how challenging both hunting and scouting could be. He had been doing a lot of both this past year, especially solo.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. I've heard that even really great hunters still fail more than they succeed," he said. "I'm a lot more successful when I have help. Maybe I could lend a hand? Not that I'm a professional or anything." His pale eyes briefly flitted in the direction she had indicated a moment ago. "Although I guess if you're from a pack, you probably don't need my help?"