Firefly Glen [PHE] young & beautiful

sobeille’s face lit with eagerness as the girl shared she might like the sea. oh! a supplicant! her mouth parted to inform her that sobeille could make such a thing happen for her, but her jaw clapped shut as a long shadow cut between them.

the girl’s maman. sobeille apprised her with a wary flick of her gaze, thinking that she’d make a fine sapphiqian. there was a proud kindness to her gaze and the bronzing of her fur rich with color that did not descend down to lotus.

she flinched in surprise as the girl touched her, but the sensation was not unwanted. long after lotus left, sobeille sat with a paw to the heated place where lotus had brushed her shoulder.

then, in silence all too customary for her, sobeille resumed her lonely wandering of the camp.