Firefly Glen Taped up heart.

Hot on Fennec's heels, as he was these days, was Killdeer, tongue lolling as he tried to beat the heat and savor the wind whistling coolly in his wake.

He knew at the end of the call would be Towhee, and yet—

Gramma! He let out that shout, galloping to meet her, surging past Fennec and giving the woman a hearty lick to the cheek.

-How are you? How's Cal and his fam?- he queried, tail wagging fiercely. He hadn't seen his brother from another mother in ages; he missed him so much. One day, he'd get back to the isle.