Firefly Glen Where this road leads me

It wasn't long before a particular tawny boy appeared from the shadows, and her sharp eyes did not miss the slight stumble in his step as he approached -- it almost caused her to snort to herself a bit, though the raven still managed to keep her composer professional in this situation. 'Dont pick on him. Don't pick on him. Don't pick on him...'

Clearing her throat, she turned towards Bronco to mirror the girl's words "Why yes, she is." the huntress stated with an air of confidence -- since Key was, Indeed, considered a freind in her eyes. Whether or not the femme felt the same was unbeknownst to Luna, but it didn't change her stance. "There was a slight, err, complication she helped me out with at the lake--" Meaning 'I got my ass bitten by a horde fire ants but I'm not telling you because I want what's left of my pride.' "--and it was in those moments were she proved to be a kind and resourceful woman in my eyes. So I'm confident she'd make a good addition to the glen."