Firefly Glen nâmmakik ⚵

Toad nodded as the white northern beauty shared her thrill at finding family. It really had been the highlight to her year. Even though Phox had held back emotion, and Fennec had seemed none-too-bothered, and Meerkat... actually, none of them seemed to delight as she had.

Happiness. Yes. Toad's smile faltered a bit. She stopped chewing on the venison's delicious, salty flavour. She swallowed, and a disquieted expression befell her. I'm happy, she said, despite this change. She had always felt a bit out of place. With Wraen and Maia's new pack to the south, she was feeling more than ever like she might not... well. The Glen is pretty thin in terms of men I'd consider husband material, she said, pretending like she was Wraen and knew what she was talking about. They're all a bit too young, or.. rude in Holland's case. I don't know.

She felt very guilty admitting this. She had secretly hoped that the coming season might give her puppies of her own. She had never thought it possible before Meerkat had planted the idea in her head, but now it seemed as impossible as ever.