Firefly Glen time well met,

Cole's ears perked as Ameline suggested introducing them to her pack and promised a meal to go along with it. A good idea, he thought, and a warm welcome was something he wouldn’t mind, either. Giving a low nod, he rumbled, Sounds like a plan.

With that, he fell into step behind Ameline, casting a brief, assuring glance at Arnarkla. Though he'd never imagined himself much of a pack wolf, the valley had an unspoken allure—a mix of kinship and calm.