Firefly Glen Viva La Vida

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With a wintery nip preceding the wee hours of dawn Ridir's focus of his and Caeli's future -mainly their destiny to join a pack- seemed renewed. He held no doubts that his fellow lone wolf was doing her fair share of exploring as they hashed out their findings to one another when they rendezvoused in the afternoons...but for the most part the Nox felt that he needed to take the lion's share of the campaign. This involved early morning scouting and territory studies from a wary distance; thus far he'd not crossed paths with another wolf that did not bear the name Caeli.

Tepid pangs of hunger gnawed in the wolf's belly as he trotted along the dark trails of the Glen. Days of uprooting fish stuck in the slippery gunk of the lake had made him a tad bored of the meal. He would not allow himself to physically starve but, in the mean time, he skipped breakfast with the hopes that he might stumble upon a rabbit during his short trip.