Firefly Glen [PHE] to the dreamers

The two set off, and luckily, it didn't take long to find Towhee and little Buttshit. He spotted her piebald pelt up ahead, and knew his chuff wouldn't register with her because, well, you know.

Instead, he instructed Simeon to circle with him the long way and approach her from the side, where her peripheral vision could pick them up.

-Hey, Gramma,- Killdeer greeted, grinning. -Look who I found!-

He gestured for Caracal's son to come forward, and his heart swelled at the prospect of their reunion. His blood-brother may be dead and gone in the most literal sense, but he lived on—here, and in everywhere and everything he'd touched.

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