Firefly Glen But she knew.

Heinous, Toad parroted, looking away. What did that even mean in such a context? Why would anyone ever want to harm a child? The thought of it disgusted her. Her stomach felt like it was twisting in on itself. She wanted to vomit. Her saliva even started to feel hot and slippery, but the mother Miriam moved on. She was right. They could not worry about things that they couldn't control.

Me too, said Toad solemnly. Perhaps.. We can work together to find them, she said. Without waiting for a response, Toad quickly followed. I hate to pry, but where was your boy, little Asmoses, last seen? It was the only thing she could think of that might help — sharing information. Our Mira was last seen on the borders of Moonspear. We think someone... or something took her in the Glen here. Toad readily shared the information to the Neverwinter wolf.

Although the packs were not allied, Toad sought to change that. There were more important things than politics at stake. There were real, living, breathing children who needed help. Toad was not about to sit and silently mourn with Miriam without trying to do something about it.