Firefly Glen playing your final march

He noticed her pretty much right away, a certain hopefulness in his expression immediately dashed away when they locked eyes. Towhee knew she wasn’t the prettiest wolf around, though that was still a strangely strong reaction. Of course, she doubted it was personal and, in fact, the reason for it came to light a moment later when he asked her a question.

Her lips pulled into a frown as she shook her head. Towhee thought of all the pups gathered in this very spot not so long ago. Had she been among them? Several of the young ones matched the description this young stranger gave.

I haven’t. What’s her name? Towhee said, voice thicker than usual. Are you two from Moonglow?