Firefly Glen Dancing with fairy lights

Good, this one will visit soon.

The cotton grass man smiled, tail waving. It would be good to stretch his limbs and discover the other claimed villages in the territory. The homes of the moon wolves were known to him. Everything else seemed far away. To make paths, he would need to introduce himself at each of their borders and bring something generous to offer their members.

A shift of his gaze to the sky suggested that he should hurry and find a place to bed down for a short time. The white hunter wondered if he could walk Amalia home and then be on his way.