Firefly Glen [PHE] boundless

an eye-catching pair indeed. of those they passed by, most did not stray from stealing a glance toward the honey-thieving women. their pace was even, a well balanced match, and made for maneuvering the branch and hive all the easier of a task.  

"ve got faw ta go?" a butchered attempt at conversation around the branch that hung in her mouth. she'd not any idea of which camp this woman belonged to, and her sense of direction was being overwhelmed by the sugary sweetness that so teasingly dangled between them now.