Firefly Glen [PHE] ogonzaun

He had stolen away from the great festivity to find solace in the quiet of the Glen. Here and there he found pockets that stirred with the shadows of home, yet today, he found each place taken by one wolf or another and though he wished for silence, he lingered at each, until eyes drifted outward and words began to reach for him.

They could not have him, not today, and he hurried away.

White noise bubbled from the riverbank. A stream still flowing with the spoils of fall. There would be others here, but the one he found seemed... different from the rest. Joy lines failed to mark her face. Something heavy took their place. 

Diego paused in his wander and settled down to watch her make her place within the stream.