Firefly Glen barefoot in the kitchen, sacred new beginnings

Mind if we wrap this up soon?

 
They were foreigners, it seemed. Meadow mentioned that she was from across the mountains, and Osiris couldn't bother to ask which ones. Stjornuati, on the other hand, revealed his homelands; the name of the pack was ... interesting, to say the least—it sounded strange to him, and he didn't dare repeat it. 

"Thankfully, we have seasons here," he replied to the man good-humoredly. "So you will not have to deal with the snow year-round."

They conversed a while longer until Meadow and Stjornuati decided that it was time to get going. Osiris watched them as the vanished, and once they were gone, he resumed his patrol.