Firefly Glen As if the great divide could swallow me whole

Wanting to become better acquainted with her packmates, Leta had the good fortune of coming across the trail of Bronco; happily, she followed it. It was only when she saw him that she remembered how unique his furs were, and even as he walked then he seemed to sparkle. Was that the lighting, or was his haircare regimen truly that brilliant? Wanting to discover the answer for herself, Leta lengthened her stride to catch up to him. 

For all of her endurance training on the mountain though, she still had plenty more to catch up to the likes of those more in the practice of things than she. A little winded by the time she caught up to him (having been a decent enough distance away), she huffed out a happy little: hullo, before sucking in a breath and saying, mind company? all while trying to hide the fact that she was huffing and puffing a bit. At the very least, she enjoyed the run. Impromptu training, right?