Firefly Glen Rest With Me Awhile

Esme had a whole world of thoughts swirling in her mind, and she could not seem to focus on any one of them. Her mind drifted from worry to worry, first about her siblings, then her living situation, then her homesickness, to the weather, and so on. This was why she had decided to venture out into the forest.

Exploration would pull her out of herself, as she could become absorbed instead in the world around her. Evening drifted into night as the she-wolf loped over gnarled roots and underbrush which thickened as she progressed, and wound among trees which grew closer together and more numerous. 

The whisper of water soon rose in her ears. Small points of yellow light intermittently broke through the blackness before disappearing, then lighting again seconds later. She paused by the stream, her jaws agape in awe as she watched the luminous insects. They were fireflies, a creature she had heard of, but not yet seen. 

Esme was so entranced, she did not notice the silent female lounging nearby.