Firefly Glen beautiful glass

there was no title of 'half' in lasher's world -- one was either a brother or a sister. he did worry briefly that he had offended wildfire, but decided that she was intelligent enough to decide such for herself. he nodded warmly at the mention of saena, pleased that she knew of the pallid girl, though it was apparent that wildfire considered junior in the same manner that had led to her disposal.

he would not seek to impress upon the fire-hued girl his beliefs -- lasher was weary of it all -- and so he blinked in respect of her words, dipping his muzzle once. "i understand, and i am sorry that it happened to you, wildfire." her death would have engendered a sense of tragedy in him, the same that junior's demise had wrought in his heart.