Firefly Glen it gives off the heat of a sunbeam

He cautht sight of her and continued to approach, noticing with small amusement that she didn't seem to hear him until he'd closed the distance a fair amount. Maybe she was distracted- she looked like she might have been in the process of hunting something down. She looked fairly well, though, when she turned to greet him, and her expression was as sunny as always- if not a bit more. So she'd managed well throughout the journey, without getting hurt, and she smelled-

He froze and the fur at the nape of his neck bristled when he caught a familiar scent mingled in with her pelt as she closed the final few feet between them, and before she even spoke, he knew what she was going to say. For a second, he simply sniffed through the fur of her shoulder and ruff, making absolutely certain that he caught Fennec's scent- and had a tight, squeezing feeling within his chest when he took a second to process what Meerkat said, and what that meant. Fennec was found- fell into a canyon, and was at the Caldera. 

"Is she OK?" He pressed urgently. "How did she...Did she get lost, or...?" Had she run away? Had he been thinking this whole time that she'd left because she was holding a grudge? He felt extremely guilty- he'd even told the others that he thought she'd run off. Now, to find out she'd been stranded and hurt...He felt extremely bad. Meerkat mentioned Kaertok- a name he registered, but didn't immediately recognize. One of her friends from Neverwinter Forest maybe. "Why is she there?" He asked, in a hurry to find out as much as he could before he even figured out how he felt about it all. Was he relieved? Sure...But that relief was hard to find and feel when he also felt so ashamed and guilty.