Firefly Glen and set the fields on fire

The look in Dirge's eyes was not missed. In this moment, it seemed that he needed someone else to issue directions, and as his blood Keres would shoulder that weight with no complaint. Right. Covering the glen again right now isn't a good idea. We need to fan out but stay in sight or howling distance of each other. While the silvered female had never been a leader, she had been a mother and it was that mantle she donned now.

She looked to the guardian then, a gentle but firm tone and gaze accompanying her words. Head Northeast. Dirge will move North, and I'll veer west of him. Send up a call if you find anything of importance. Perhaps she will hear us as we search, as well.