Firefly Glen [PHE] Carried away

There was some sort of look to this girl… sad, maybe? Ponderosa would not understand what was inside this girl’s mind, but the silent girl followed along, a wag of her tail as a reply.

The two continued on, not a word said between them. ‘Rosa would wonder if she would introduce herself, should ‘Rosa lead. As they walked near each other, in peace, Ponderosa spoke softly, almost a whisper: “I’m Ponderosa. Of Moontide.” If the silent girl did not respond, she would not object, sometimes the quiet better than speaking.