Cricket Creek Bog so peace be with every place that you had

aengus wondered if he had stunned the shit out of this girl because she seemed to wilt a bit before returning his smile. sure, he was like one of the most handsome guys out there and he was still only a child, but she didn’t have to go and lose her grin because of that! all was well when she seemed to recover from her moment of fear. maybe she wasn’t used to talking to strangers, or she hadn’t gotten out of her hippie habitat in a long time. no matter, aengus was there to shine some light on socialization for her.
 
in seconds, the two children were tumbling through the bog in search of flowers that would match the young girl’s simmering orange eyes. aengus’ tongue lolled lazily from the side of his mouth as he plodded forward, much slower than the girl, and sniffed at the earth. his silver companion seemed to already know what she was looking for, so he teetered after her on large paws before finally catching a glimpse at the wildfire-colored flowers that grew there.
 
“you did it! you’re like a flower expert or something… that was so fast,” aengus panted to her happily. “maybe we can find flowers that would be like… us but if we had been flowers instead of wolves, you know? like i’ll find a flower that would be you and you can find one that would be me! then we’ll know what kinda flower we’d be,” he suggested, knowing nothing of flowers or what it would mean if they found out what kind of flower they would be if they weren’t wolves. truthfully, aengus had been missing ashlar since their move and it was relieving to him to have found someone who was so willing to go on crazy adventures. even if they had only just met a few seconds ago.