Firefly Glen Here where once was found.

When it was time to leave for Firefly Glen, Nantahala had grabbed the largest pile of pelts from Kukutux. It was a challenge to wrangle, but she managed to carry the load for the short trip. She struggled in silence, trailing behind the traveling band, but she did not give up.

The gathering was much larger than she’d initially envisioned, and as they filed in, she paused to look around and take it all in—it was overwhelming and unlike anything she’d ever encountered. There were many strange smells in the air, groups of wolves she didn’t recognize, and a buzz of excitement in the air. She chose to feed into it, allowing herself to get excited, and she turned towards her own group with a large grin.

Hey! Wait for me! she called after them as she collected the pelts and then chased after the traveling party and toward Moonglow’s camp.