Firefly Glen 4 "Oh"s, sweet love of mine

Wraen's keen eyes caught sight of a little toad (or the front part of it, more precisely), burrying himself in the mud. The amphibian was slow and appeared to be rather sleepy, probably due to the low temperatures and the fact that he had decided to go in the hibernation later than the rest of his clan. 

"Hey, little man," she said and moved carefully to eye the creature better. "How are you?" However, if the toad had something to say in the matter, he did not have a chance, because someone else's voice cut through the air and caught Wraen's attention. There was a dark wolf coming in her direction, greeting her rather politely, but that did not make her feel any easier about him. 

"Good evening, mister...?" Wraen returned, eyeing him carefully.