Firefly Glen North Polar Bear

"That was very nice of him," Wraen replied, nodding and feeling pretty impressed with Charon. Perhaps, the sincerity he was unable to show to his subordinates, he lavished his children with. And maybe in an ever-changing world, investing in your own blood and kin was the right way to go. Hadn't he been orphaned young himself?

"That's something very personal. I will tell you that story some other time," she refused Vela's curious request, feeling that they weren't that close friends yet for her to open her heart to her like that. On the other hand - few weeks later, in a spur of a moment she would spill the beans about it to Epic on their first meeting. 

"But I have had some funny encounters... say, what was his name name..." Wraen furrowed her brow, trying to recall the dark-pelted male she had met at a lake and, who unbeknownst to her (but konwnst to her author) had drowned in the same place few days later after they had met. "Snout... Muzzle... Oh! Whiskers! That's it!" she laughed victoriously, when she got the right one.

"Anyway - it's a lovely autumn evening and I was hunting by one of the lakes in the wilderness and all of sudden, someone breaches my private space without warning, slobbers all across my face and ear and claims that he I am his love at first sight," she told. It was quite possible that the details of the story were not 100% accurate, but that's, how memory works. It picks out the outline and fills it with other colours, embroiders it and makes a legend of it.

"Well, I had heard that Cupid has a way to make fun of his subjects, but the second shot that should have hit me and made me like Whiskers in return had missed me. Nevertheless, I found the young fool amusing and tried to talk him out of marrying me on the spot and having a family with me," she explained, chuckling. "And we agreed to meet at the same spot a month later. To give him time and reconsider. I returned there, but he was nowhere to be found. So, I guess, that the love spell waned the moment I left and I hope that he has not been eaten by a more hostile and intolerant girl because of his too direct approach."