Firefly Glen loko (PHE)

quiet one, huh? he didn't mind, though. she was still young, so maybe she didn't know so many words, yet.

anatolia's a pretty name, lafayette remarked. where you be livin'? my pack is by de sea—lots of water dere, he clarified, in case she wasn't familiar with the concept. for all he knew, she could live somewhere equally foreign to his ears and mind.

he tried and failed to stifle a yawn, jaws gaping wide with a flash of white teeth before shutting again, salmon pink tongue running thoughtfully over his lower lips. a firefly wandered close, and he reached out to tap it with his muzzle; it moved quickly away, set suddenly alight.