Firefly Glen up till dawn

Nikai's attention shifted from wolf to wolf as he took in the three of them. The one that was furthest off was accompanied by the most intrusive one, who introduced herself as Hydra, and her presumably-sister as Lyra. Nikai blinked and stared at each of them in turn. He quickly deduced what was going on but it was also clear that Lyra didn't seem so happy with all the spotlights on her.

"Very pretty," Nikai admitted as he looked at Lyra, despite his deductions that she didn't want this attention, and he felt a weird feeling in his stomach that he hadn't felt before. Soon his attention was roved back to Alya who said that Lyra was the prettiest of them (well, Nikai couldn't tell the difference so far). He wanted to ask if they were indeed sisters when suddenly Alya said that she said they should get married. When they grew up.

He stared at her wide-eyed and felt his cheeks burn hot. It felt like everyone was staring at him — but maybe they were? — and Nikai felt shy for the first time in his life. The butterflies were still darting around his stomach at the same time. He wasn't used to this rollercoaster of emotions. "Uh-huh," he murmured bashfully before saying, suddenly out loud without any stammers or unclarity, "I think you're very beautiful too." Which didn't make any sense, he realised after he had said it. Nikai felt as though he should be embarrassed but somehow he couldn't stop smiling stupidly as he looked at Alya (and Lyra, and Hydra, sort of — well, he could hardly deny they looked exactly the same so looking at any of them made him feel wobbly in the knees), as if he had just said a completely plausible and logical thing.