Firefly Glen These never-ending worries pulling on my sleeves

Was she? Perfect. As soon as the stranger confirmed it Bridget was off, springing away with a laugh and kicking up snow as she took off across the glen.

She started off quick but her run was more playful than outright sprint. Keen should have overtaken her easily, but Bridget was thrilled when she seemed to hover teasingly behind instead. She glanced back and caught a pair of gorgeous blue eyes. She hadn’t gotten a good look at whoever this was yet but so far? She was absolutely along for this ride.

Bridget flicked her tail at her teasingly, then planted her hind leg and dodged sideways, altering their path to angle away from the tree line. She jumped a small, partially frozen stream, then glanced back again with a grin to see how well her pursuer kept up. She’d trip herself up immediately if she tried to take the trees at a dash but out here, sometimes it felt like her missing leg barely slowed her down. She could feel her muscles beginning to burn but wasn’t ready to slow down quite yet.

Not until her newfound friend was ready to claim the prize.