Firefly Glen ark

Ah, of course, he said, his eyes roaming over the meadow. A blessing. He turned his gaze on the man beside him, dark eyes reflecting the light from around them like stars in the night sky. Cielo Andrés told him. It means heaven. This was certainly similar to heaven; the guardian could feel it. 

He chuckled at the question. Of course, he answered, taking a step and then moving to stand in the lights. He saw then that they were insects; they moved away from him as he walked, so he took a seat and tried to remain still. He wondered if they would settle on him. 

It took only a minute or so, but the illuminated bugs started to land on his thick fur. When one had landed on his muzzle, he looked to Bartholomew, wherever he was, and grinned. Maybe I am chosen, he said, an amused sparkle in his eyes.