Firefly Ravine Black, white, and brown.

"Roll over then, hm?"

He responded, lifting his head back up. The way Pepper seemed to consistently his order's never failed to amuse him, so he had no issue pushing it.

With the sun beginning to fall the Fireflies whom the ravine promised had begun to make an appearance. The small, glowing bugs hovered in the area around the two with little care for the presence of the pair - the atmosphere they created was comforting, or at least it would be if the situation didn't appear so intimate.