Firefly Glen I wasn't there, but I know

so it was only them.

and the world seemed okay for it. she was not scared, the panic did not rise like it had before. she was not alone if they had each other. she allowed herself to be kissed, to be held. her tail wiggled somewhere in the blending of their winter mountain colored furs.

hungry. she agreed firmly with a grin beginning to morph her features into something youthful again. hunting? she had heard that word around all the camps and had maybe even witnessed some of the attempts. however she had never actually attempted such! it had simply seemed like the correct thing to say.