Ravensblood Forest what are those?

Firefly’s ears twitched at the captain’s laugh, and he huffed, puffing out his chest slightly as if to recover some dignity. Well, that’s good to know, he muttered, his amber eyes narrowing for a moment before the corners of his mouth tugged upward into a reluctant grin. You had me going there for a second. I’ll admit, you’re pretty good at the whole ‘scary forest guardian’ act.  

His gaze flicked to the massive sequoias towering around them, his awe quickly returning. They’re not just interesting—they’re incredible. Only place they grow, huh? Guess I picked the right spot to wander into. His voice carried an innocent enthusiasm that seemed to soften the edge of his earlier wariness.  

When the other mentioned his crew, Firefly tilted his head, curiosity sparking in his eyes. A crew? You mean like a pack? He paused, glancing around as if expecting others to emerge from the shadows. What do you all do out here? You’re not... pirates, are you? 

He grinned at the thought, his tail wagging behind him. Because if you are, that would be pretty cool. I mean, scary too, but mostly cool. There was no malice or suspicion in his voice, just the wide-eyed wonder of someone eager to uncover a story in every corner of the world.