Firefly Glen Sukauto

From the lake, Ashlyn had turned northeast, before turning back to swing southeast and it was not long before he found company in the form of another wolf with a white pelt and brilliantly red eyes. Ash dipped his head in greeting, then called out, "Hail, stranger. A good day to you." The sky above them was gray and laden with clouds - certainly not ideal weather, but given that it was midwinter, Ashlyn supposed it could be worse.