Firefly Glen Copacabana

Note to self: He's a lil messed up after Macaria which was... about a week or so ago.

Fate would tempt him closer to the mountain, but he would stay the course and remain away from it, watching the silhouette of Moonspear as it was swallowed by deepening clouds. Hunger kept him in the valley for a few days longer than it should have; he needed to return to the mountain chain opposite, to the peak he had decided was his own. He lingered all the same — drawn to familiar old haunts, placed he once patrolled.

There were scent trails woven among the glen's greenery he could not identify, but most carried the mark of Hydra his sister. Revui drew along the fringe of the glen and as he dipped in among the shadows, caught sight of glimmering lights which moved out of his way immediately.

As he moved deeper he thought he heard something moving in the underbrush and paused; but in that moment someone's voice filled the expanse between the trees, deafening him and frightening the bugs (or so he presumed) so that there was a brief darkness that was all-encompassing. As the sound diminished the lights returned.

His ears were ringing, but Revui wanted to find the source and determine if it was a threat, so he began to prowl in earnest through the woodland, hunting for whoever had made such a terrible racket.