Firefly Glen achilles come down

lorcan’s ears flick at the sound of her voice, his golden eye cutting toward her before the rest of him follows. maybe, a wry smirk tugs faintly at his scarred lips. but i’ve been looking in the wrong places for a long time now. can’t say it’s stopped me yet.

he shifts his weight, his tail swishing lazily behind him as he sniffs at the air again, more out of habit than necessity. you a healer or somethin’?