Firefly Glen [m] it's getting late, and i

the source of the scent found him quickly, which alarian found surprising. he wasn't exactly a magnet for women. more surprising was the woman herself; a huge, scarred wolf with fur like snow and eyes like pure sunlight. no — like sunfire itself. they made quite the pair, more scar than wolf between the two of them.
briefly, he wondered if so many scars would somehow mar their children.
children!
the thought left him dazed, thoughts scattered. he didn't think anymore after that. he simply stepped forward, and allowed nature to take its course — assuming the woman allowed him, of course.