Firefly Glen Away From The Tundran Vale

"Firefly Glen," repeated Ranier. "What a peculiar place. You have flame-bearing insects?" Curious. While the vale had all manner of different and sometimes odd wildlife, the idea of melding insects and fire was particularly bizarre.

"Nevermind that. I am far from my home, far across the sea. Poachers attempted to take the young of my pack. In my fight, I was taken, and brought here. When I escaped, something drew me to this place. It reminds me of where I was. The land is good land. Not fully solid," he added, brushing his paw across the silt absently. "But good land, nonetheless."