Firefly Glen loko (PHE)

she wondered why he wished that! wouldn't his fur be wet all the time? and what about the coziness of a nice bed of flattened grasses? maybe he just loved water that much. anatolia found herself very quick to drop any judgmental thinking.

her new friend was too good for her to try and pick apart his own dreams.

the question returned and this time she found herself a bit...something. she could not decipher this new feeling that bubbled thickly like tar.

in the— camp she might have said if she was not distracted. she was dazzled by the little star come to earth and even more how it seemed to settle on him.

what's it mean?

she whispered soft as could be, breath held so as to not scare the star away.