Firefly Glen [PHE] black point

A striking figure stuck out amidst the hunting grounds. The emerald eyes of the woodsman set upon him. When Kyrell was granted the opportunity to break away from camp making and keeping he slipped through the crowds to investigate the figure. The moonwoman's concerns lay heavily within his mind, despite his excitement.

The woodsman watched the seal hunter from a distance, before the familar brine that traveled with the wolves of Moontide reached his nose. A smile graced his lips, and Kyrell walked forward openly, barking out to the wolf, Hello, there!

Kyrell paused to assess the work of the seal hunter. Makng preparations for the hunt? He would have his own to begin soon.