Firefly Glen [m] [PHE] Gunnin' out of this place in a bullet's embrace

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Mae had been trailing @Akavir, ready to draw up alongside him — until she caught the scent of a woman she didn't know. Of course it was a woman.

A sour expression lingered on her face as she drifted away, heading back toward where she'd left @Cygnet. Or — trying to. There were too many scents here. Mae's tracking skills had certainly improved since the loss of her vision, but even so, she struggled to catch Cygnet's scent among the others.