Firefly Glen (PHE) The ballad of the witches’ road.

You hear that? She gave me permission, Buttshit, he told the youth, laughing as the name left his mouth. He gave the little nugget an affectionate nuzzle to the fuzzy crown of his head before lifting his own noggin again—just in time to catch Towhee's teasing expression.

We'll see, Killdeer told her, comically blank-faced. Up to the ladies on that front.

He'd let Kukutux take the lead on news and gossip; he was too busy wrangling kids and pining after the moonwoman's daughter to pay much attention to what was going on around him. Suffice it to say that all was well—or so he gathered, anyway.