Firefly Glen eyes closed

Soft footfalls caused him to pause, nose hovering above the lazily flowing water as his orange eyes danced across the scene before him. The area was cast in a thick shadow, broken only by the soft lights of the fireflies, and the eerie, spindly branches waved above him. Faintly, he could make out a movement from between the trees.

Suddenly the coyote appeared, spilling from the darkness with her muddy-coloured coat and slim figure. She kept her bright eyes on him just as he did her, though his gaze was a mixture of uncertainty and interest. The creature took a drink from the stream as well, but Remmy made no move to resume doing the same, unsure what to do in the presence of another, even if they were just a coyote.