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

arcturus was not privy to the intricate details of osiris' attack -- he only knew that hydra was incensed, and dacio had returned wounded. these were troubling times, and he wondered if it might not be time he called for nightwalkers to aid them.

they continued round a bend of tumbled stones, arcturus pausing a moment at the ledges as he drew in the scents that littered its mossy face. voles, birds, and a rodent here and there -- but no intruders. good.

"i do not know." arcturus answered somberly, appreciative of ying's show of support -- and the concern that arced in those brilliant byzantine eyes. "some on moonspear consider this glen to be annexed under our rule and are territorial of strangers within it. i say friends can pass freely --" he motioned to ying warmly then, recalling how she had bumped him on the shoulder only moments before. "but enemies should be killed or chased away."

the problem was, who knew who was an enemy these days?