Firefly Glen rocks in the water

dont mind if I do! :D woohoo

Rosalyn's teeth closed with a sharp click as she snapped at yet another Lightning bug, this time coming up empty.  A few had already gone down her gullet; they tasted like nothing, but the blinking lights made devilishly fun targets.  Another lit up beside her head and she struck, this time entrapping it and dispatching with a quick chomp. Roz 1, bug 0.

Her fun was interrupted by a white specter in the dim light, another wolf who seemed keen on watching the show the insects put on. At first she failed to recognize him and made to slink away. Large loners she didn't want to tussle with unless there was something to gain - or lose. But then memory clicked and she shook her head. Well well.

"Hey kitten, how're things holding out in paradise?" She came up beside and sat down, displaying a slight and crooked smile at the use of her nickname for him. She just couldn't help it... No matter his size, it seemed every time she met him, he had the same small and lost expression on his face. Like a kitten stuck out in the rain. It was infuriatingly adorable, though the Rivaini had trouble imagining the thoughts that would lead to such a thing. One who had no home had a hard time feeling lost most days.