Firefly Glen Now you lead the way, into the light of day

Okay. His search was going nowhere, and even with his determinedness, his optimism was waning. The boy shook the frustration from him and started trotting over the land, the cool ground refreshing against his paws. His mother wasn't right, was she? Shaking the thought from his head, he perked his ears forward. There had to be someone that had heard of this other dog. She was real, right? He wasn't chasing an imaginary being..was he?

A renewed sense of determination flashed across his face. He would find out. His tail wagged, his optimism swelling within him again. He had this. His lean muscles tensed as he picked up his pace. Where would he search next? Where hadn't he searched? Turning south, he skidded to a stop. South or west? Thoughtful eyes turned to the west, the sun just topping the horizon behind him. Grinning, his tail wagged. Why not follow the sun today? He wheeled around and trotted, loving the feeling of the wind through his fur, which had grown a bit shaggy over the past few weeks, making him seem bigger than what he was. Lifting his muzzle to the sky, his paws hit the ground with purpose once again.