Firefly Glen [PHE] Soul's Seek Truth

sobeille rose, a gentle shake of her fur raising dust and leaf litter from her fur. she picked at a stray leaf from ajei’s hide as the girl did the same — a compulsion without forethought that briefly surprised her.

striding away so ajei would not see the conflict mounting in her gaze, sobeille looked to the camps. she noted ajei’s fur was still lightly lifted in rivulets of red, but accounted it towards how unpleasantly she’d been treated before.

i only know some of dese packs. sobeille confided as she scanned each retinue. who dey be? she pointed off in the distance, where fronds of strange plants heralded akashingo’s camp.