Firefly Glen To send the flares out and light the skies above the water

Just as soon as the stranger had arrived, he had disappeared.
 
Atlas watched the retreating form of the strange wolf until the fool had vanished from his line of sight. Part of him hoped that he would never cross paths with that oddity again, knowing that he likely wouldn’t have had the patience to deal with such stupidity for an extended period of time. He was grateful that the trespasser had left quickly and had not attempted to stand his ground. It would have been harder for them to have to show their force when they were still so new – fledglings.
 
“Didn’t do much, but that’s fine by me,” the inkwell commented quietly. “Let’s go freshen the borders so we don’t get anyone else carelessly wandering through.” With that, the two bothers continued their patrol and made certain that their glen was safe.