Firefly Glen n i k k a l

Stratos heard their muffled voices before he saw them: the first a voice of one he knew, and the other, a stranger, yet one who spoke with an equal cadence. Lovely and light, like a pair of songbirds in the golds of late summer. A smile stole over his face and he made his way towards them through the snow-laden shrubs.

They had not called for him, but who else would Ani be looking for here?

Ani! he greeted with a generous grin as soon as the girls came into sight. With Callyope away, Ariadne busy, and Kivaluk training more intensely with Rodyn now, Stratos was glad to have more friends around - friends who did not seem to carry the same responsibilities that he carried, as a child of Moonglow and a hunter of the village.

It is good to see you! and while his dancing gaze met her first, he soon turned a warm and curious look to this other girl she had brought along. His first thought was that she not as striking as Ani - in fact, he thought she looked rather plain beside her - but he found this made him more curious to meet her.

Who is this new friend you have brought? he asked, still smiling, and his gaze flicked between the girls. A question for either one to answer.