Firefly Glen i've got scars, even though they can't always be seen

The mention of adventure caused Floki's ears to perk. Aria continued, explaining that she was scouting out the southern territories for her own mental map. As an outrider himself, he was particularly interested in this tidbit, especially since he had been planning his next trip in his mind. He hadn't yet approached the subject with Amekaze and Charon, and now was a little reluctant to stray too far from Moonspear after his confrontation with Lazarus, but he could almost hear the open road calling to him.

"Are you an outrider?" he asked, blinking owlishly as she made another query, this time about the twinkling fireflies. Momentarily sidetracked from his interest in her exploration, he looked around at the insects as one in particular flashed just inches from his nose. "These? They're called fireflies," he said, thinking of warm summer evenings spent just outside of the family den in Stavanger Bay, the twilight illuminated by the sparkling bugs.