Firefly Glen put your flowers in your hair, wrap your tendrils 'round my chest

It was a beautiful night, he had noticed because he could never help himself. Always laying and looking up at the sky before sleeping. The fireflies in the area only added the beauty but instead of relaxing he found himself grieving. For the first time he properly let loose, tears streaming down his face as he let himself process the fact that his father, his idol, his rock was gone and instead of properly mourning and aiding the pack he had done wrong and lost control, had hurt Dawn not only emotionally but physically too. He cried not only because the loss of his father but because the loss of himself. He didn't know who he was anymore, he wasn't happy go lucky Sunny boy. He was a childish and foolish young man who couldn't suck it up and grieve with the pack as a whole.

It was around the time he finally sobered up that a beautiful girl entered the Glen. He stared at her like she was a dream. He was used to finding girls pretty but this...she was magnificent. Her fur a mixture of flame and cream in a pattern unlike anything he had seen before. She was beautiful and she was...crying. He flattened his ears back and stood up, giving  a small whine to announce his presence. The reds of his eyes showed and his cheek fur soaked from his own tears making it evident what he had been doing. He hesitantly approached "Hey...Are you alright?" he asked softly, studying her with a sympathetic gaze.