Firefly Glen because you feel like a heartbeat

She was right, of course. "Im happy enough. I have friends. And there's pups. I never saw myself having a family anyway. Nix always said family was a distraction, a liability."  But a killer wasn't all he was anymore, was it? He had left the Nightwalkers once already, and quickly discovered he had nowhere to go. But still...there was a siren song, a voice that sounds disturbingly like that of his mother telling him he was more than just a killer. More than just a warrior. 
She seemed to pick out an herb, nibbling at it like a rodent. "Here, let me help."  He wrapped a paw in the vines and tugged, pulling too hard and stumbling backwards to fall on his rump when the stubborn growth came free. "I uhh...meant to do that."