Firefly Glen Then one day,

Content to guide her back through the glen and toward the Weald, Bronco moved to Miriam's side, though he could still sense lingering tension in her form, in the way her brow looked stressed, and her shoulders tight. She asked with a quiet voice about the Firebirds, and he nodded. "They might know. I'll be heading that way for a visit on the new moon, so long as the weather cooperates," He explained. "An' I'll tell them all about Asmoses so they know what to look out for." He promised. "I imagine he'd be pretty hard to miss," He said, with a soft smile. Given Miriam's diluted, lilac-grey colouring, the light dappling of Liliana's pelt and the mismatched gaze...There was no way he could be mistaken for another wolf.