Firefly Glen for what it’s worth

arcturus was in disbelief; ying truly did not know how to swim?

he met her gaze deadpan, for a moment lost in the strange tension that lingered in her eyes. unequivocally, it was evident she was telling the truth. yet still...

he answered with a snort, long at last breaking the lull of disconnection that had slipped unseemingly into their conversation. what had happened? had he said something perturbing or off?

at last ying moved after the fleeing form of a rabbit, quick to relent once it was clear there would be no meal between her teeth. arcturus caught up to her besides the trail, his tail waving loosely behind his hips. "not the kind of intruder we're looking for," arcturus attempted in light joke, glancing down the slope where moonspear and the fen met. "i hope we're better guardians than hunters."