Firefly Glen beautiful glass

anytime! <3

slumber threatened his consciousness, but a low sound roused the druid, and he came fully awake, standing to his paws. his eyes did not pluck a figure from the cold gloom, but he gleaned the information he desired from the sound of the announcement and the scent of the approaching wolf.

returning her chuff with one of his own, lasher relaxed, for the wolfess was familiar. his gaze searched for her -- he did not move closer, but would instead invite her step toward him, and her fragrance was fringed in the hot scent of prey's blood.