Firefly Glen Blue Masquerade, Strangers look on

The dark wolf said that he was new to those lands. Kannoyak thought it curious that they shared this. Alaric went on to say that he did not wish to encroach. The white hunter thought that this was a curious thing to admit aloud. He had come, had he not? It was understandable to remain in the back, reserved. To remove himself entirely from the options was not only foolish, but it was also unnecessarily selfless.

Kannoyak looked to each of the women that had gathered. He did not have eyes for them in that way. They were all beautiful. They were all entrancing with their bright eyes and lithesome figures. The white hunter felt out of place, suddenly.

Perhaps they will decide for us, Alaric.

In the little river village, men and women were free to find their mates. Some sought the services of a matchmaker. Some found their footing on their own. Kannoyak was not certain where his preferences fell.