Ravensblood Forest what are those?

firefly's ears perked up, his eyes bright with excitement despite the ominous undertone of the captain's words. the tales of raiders and ruthless pirates sent a shiver down his spine, but the mention of family and freedom struck a chord deep within him. he’d always craved a place to belong—a purpose beyond wandering aimlessly or being tied down behind pack borders.

he gave a sheepish chuckle, shifting his weight nervously. dead men tell no tales, huh? guess i’ll have to make sure i’m one of the ones still talking.

firefly straightened, puffing out his chest as if to steel himself. adventure and freedom, you said? that sounds like exactly what i’ve been looking for. his tail wagged, betraying the flicker of nerves in his voice. i can learn. i mean, i'm a strong swimmer even though i'm a bit small but i am a really quick learner. though i might not know much about pirating or... well, anything like that yet, but i’ve got heart! he met the captain’s sharp-toothed grin with a crooked one of his own, a mix of determination and exhilaration lighting up his face.