Firefly Glen [m] the initiative

Having recovered from his wounds within the Rise, and given his time there had lasted far too long beyond his mending, Glaukos felt the need to disperse and did so after giving thanks to Avicus — bestowing upon her people a cluster of fresh kills, ranging from one lost beaver to a trio of game hens — and was on his way. He had nowhere to go without Mereo standing; so, he roamed.

His roaming brought him away from one range of mountains and towards another. He did not think, he only let his paws do the deciding, and came to the glen while night reigned supreme. There was a haze, either brought on by the starlight or the warmth of spring as it slipped towards summer, and Glaukos panted openly, not bothering to hide his presence. It was a lovely night, even to the stone-hearted man.

There came laughter, and the glint of something bright between the trees; both brought his attention fully to the scene before him, and Glaukos moved to get a better view. It was here he saw Sialuk, of the nearby mountain, and watched as she danced in the light.