Firefly Glen [PHE] Soul's Seek Truth

nocturnal wolves did not sound too strange to sobeille. she walked at a leisurely pace, motioning for ajei to fall in step behind her.

slyly, she studied the way the light gleamed off ajei’s pelt. like sunlight off the glintwater surface of the sea. beautiful — but not hers to hold.

the thought filled her with inimitable sadness.

sweet? sobeille teased, turning to look at one encampment enshrouded by trees. what makes dem sweet? she probed, hiding the welt of jealousy she felt: did ajei have a crush on someone? who?