Firefly Glen Kaggik

Long limber limbs moved throught the Great Bear. The storyteller had been out and about in many places and it was such a treat to moce as he wanted.

So many interesting wolves to meet and speak too.  He had learned of aomw of the packs around, but he hungered for more. He often found himself among the land of great bear nwar moonspear and moonglowcand brechliant.

As he walked on this day. Green eyes came to rest on strong back, white fur. Ah yes purple eyes.

He chuffed in greeting. A lazy impish smile lighting up his features.