Firefly Glen Afraid of The Dark

Yes. He cooed at the innocent question. Their stride was slower but not stopped, ringed eyes searched the darkness around them, the night was clear and beautiful, perfect to spot the little insects he wished to show the boy. A moment of wonder perhaps. Of discovery that he seemed to be starved for. Little insects that flicker in the night like lightning strikes. Even he had to admit it was quite the sight to see, but to the boy, would it be any different? 

Unlike the sky display, these don't hurt. You can touch them if you can find them. He half mused with the idea of lying to the boy like he did with the beach boy about sex, to tell him how they could light a whole forest on fire if they felt threatened. How amusing would that be? Instead, he chose the truth. Should they be traveling together, a frightened boy of fireflies would be more of an annoyance in the long run than it was worth a quick laugh.

The trick was finding one of those things, they seemed to be everywhere once you find where they hung out for the night, maybe they weren't deep enough into the glen for them to be as numerous as he remembered. Unless he was mistaken on the location, they should be able to spot a couple of them floating around soon...