Firefly Glen ceremonial

through the dazzling lights, the shepherd found his sheep.

a man who looked akin to himself with such earthy tones. although there was no mistaking this was a wolf. he wondered if this man was like his hunter, mute or unaware of God. both tragedies in the eyes of bartholomew.

a blessing to see such a sight, no? he rumbled soft and warm, a smile on his features as he kept eyes fixed to the stranger.