Firefly Glen And the sea was a reminder,

Next door...? It was not Moonspear. The smell was different. This had to be the scent that Keres carried when she hurryingly called the pack together. Neverwinter, perhaps? If they were in the Glen's camp so easily without resistance, that made them allies. "I see."

Though Holland was not one to play politics. If the woman was doing nothing wrong, he would leave her be. He glances backward, seeing only comfortable darkness. The fireflies are gone for the night. He glances back. "I am afraid you are too late..." he tells her.