Firefly Glen Pulling me under

♥ I am very sorry for the wait and the length! Tagging because it has been awhile.

The mud-spattered raven repeated his damsel’s name with great care. “@Amari? It’s nice to meet you,” he intoned politely, his brow furrowing with concern when he learned of her current living situation. “You should come home with me,” he suggested without a single thought to what his parents or packmates might say, “or at least walk far enough to see where it is. There’re a few rivers and streams on the way where we can wash off.” It was the most practical idea that Cypress could come up with, and though the muddy female had not expressly asked him for his opinion, he was helpless to hold his tongue. He couldn’t fathom being in a world without the support system of his parents — especially after losing Rannoch and Lucy. Eshe and Scimitar were the true constants in his life, even if Scimitar was mainly seen in passing or in slumber as he caught an hour or two between searching for the wayward cubs. Amari shouldn’t be alone — Cypress knew that much.