Firefly Glen you kept your vow.

his eyes sparkled. i've heard quite a bit of that, myself. not that it's not true, aditya amended, thinking of some of the less-friendly faces he'd come across here. but there are still good wolves, yes. it's only that they're quiet about being good, and the bad ones make their presence known. unfortunately for her; this fact of life had a way of souring someone quite early on.

the dank, cold water seeping into his paws reminded him that it was time to move on. he shifted and gave her a sheepish smile. best of luck finding what you're looking for, he said in farewell. i'm sure you'll be just fine. . .ah, did you mention your name? did i?

he chuckled, shaking his head. i'm aditya. it was good to meet you.

once they had, presumably, exchanged names, the man went on his way again, slogging through the mire with a much better attitude than he'd had before, despite the (unwelcome) blast from the past. he was just happy that optimism seemed to still be a thing, even though he himself had become so jaded.