Firefly Glen [PHE] young & beautiful

A laugh trickled out of her—not at the expense of the other girl’s inquiry, but partly flattered that she would be considered tied to such beauty as to what paraded before them—never before had she considered herself as pretty, but they certainly were.

“Thank you—but nope! I’m with Sun Mote Copse,” she tilted her muzzle, eyes scanning before she lifted a charcoal paw, pointing in the direction of their camp. “We’re a pretty small group,” she offered, a small smile toying at her lips. “What about you? My name’s Lotus.”