Firefly Glen You got so much to do

he loved watching her eat; he loved the way ameline lacked self-consciousness around him. his queen was a woman of many appetites and ancelin was pleased to be called upon for the satisfaction of at least a few.
"i'd want them home first," the bearclaw admitted after a moment. as much as a show of united strength and lineage might be, he too was considering their feral origins, and the violence which had marked those early places of his life. "what if they're sick or something? the rise, i mean."