Firefly Glen These never-ending worries pulling on my sleeves

I'm supposed to be catching up but I couldn't resist

Someone new among them, a medic to help with the wounded wolves Sialuk had taken in. Now that her heat was behind her, Keen found herself curious — and perhaps eager to escape the 'Spear for a bit. Sialuk was on her mind far too often these days, even for the time they spent together. Maybe a bit of space would let her breathe and sort her thoughts.
So she followed the scent outside the territory, trailing idly after the medic until a flash of gold in the gloam halted her. Keen's breath caught in her throat. Woah. No one had told her about — well, no time like the present for introductions! But the words were stuck. She could only watch and think: I am so gay.