Firefly Glen frosty the snowman

He glanced up at the woman's arrival, an ear swirling back to press against his head. For a split second he looked almost annoyed at the interruption. Just a second though. His face dropped back to neutrality quick enough. "Hello..." was that wariness? Might be. He hadn't been around a community in so long.

Nor had he been particularly involved with one. The realm he traveled to before the Teekons, well, the first pack he encountered he tried to join. But it fell immediately under the lack of experience the new leader exhibited. Holland sat, his tail curling neatly around his paws. From the Glen's scent to her confidence, he assumed this woman was part of the pack.