Firefly Glen I'm dying to see how this one ends

@Fire :D

She hadn't been to the small valley since she first arrived in the wilds, and the area looked quite different. The fall brought colder weather and so the fireflies that had once dotted the darkness with their twinkling lights were now nowhere to be seen. In the twilight of dusk, the thickly-canopied area look eerie, and Speedy was intrigued to see what the glen would look like painted by the darkness of night. The plumage of the trees hovered so closely together that she was sure no light from the moon or stars would be able to peak through once the silver light of dusk was gone. 

She made her way through the narrow vale, stopping occasionally to scan the treeline with her golden gaze. She soon found herself at a small rivulet and stopped to sniff the water, ensuring it was okay to drink. Satisfied, she lowered her head to the water and lapped at the liquid until her thirst was quenched. She lifted her head from the water and licked the excess drops from her lips, glancing around again. No matter how many times she searched the surroundings, she still remained alone, her least favorite thing to be. That was par for the course when you were without a pack, though, and with a small sigh, she began her slow trek through the glen once more.