Firefly Glen [PHE] Soul's Seek Truth

Ajei knew that some preferred night time to day time and some wolves it was a matter of survival, but she herself. She liked the sun on her fur. The sky. She preferred her sleep time for darkness. 

Ajei was oblivious to the attention as she almost always was. Because she very seldom looked anyway in their face. Preferring to keep her own face and mind turned away. Not because she did not care so deeply for those in her inner circle. But because she was so painfully, abhorrently anxious and shy. 

Ajei chuckled softly. Her laughter light and airy like her delicate steps. Well there are wolves, brothers from Kvarsheim they are kind, and there are girls in Bearclaw. They are also nice. And of course the crop of children from the Spear are such sweet little beans.