Firefly Glen i look for high ground, for to build an ark

by scent, arcturus detected ying might not be alone. he glanced to the fen, wondering with a needling stab of surprise jealousy if the male whose scent mingled in with her own was a suitor.

he had no use for such small thoughts of insecurity and quickly pushed it aside. securing the borders. arcturus answered, tail waving easily behind him. we’ve had some trouble as of late. not from you, i assume?