Firefly Glen sun in your eyes

The dark hunter trekked through the fallen leaves at a leisurely pace. His sunlight gaze was drawn to the change in scenery, finding the shifting colors of their surroundings to be something of a marvel. He could not recall if the last season had been so bright and shimmering with life, or if he had been struck by a twitter-pated cupid’s arrow. Everything about the shift in weather and the fresh sweeping wind that carried the promise of snow had made Atlas more confident and at ease in their new home.
 
Ahead, a familiar flash of blonde drew his gaze. When the inkwell yearling confirmed that it was indeed the young Meerkat, his pace quickened, and he closed the space between them with a few eager bounds. Just as he was pulling up to her, Atlas chuffed to let the girl know that he was there and cast her a crooked smile. Perhaps she would enjoy a stroll through the leaves with him.