Firefly Ravine There's a fire in my brain,

He came to search for the mushroom fed to him by the herbalist here. He had found none. Frustrated and fatigued, he had begun the long trek back to Saatsine's territory. Back to his lake.

Ahead sat something strange; a girl, petite and pretty, but strangely still in how she sat. Curious, he pushed forward.

Her head did not move, even when he should have been in her eyeline — though he kept a respectful distance. He thought she may be deaf until her ears twitched, pointing towards him.

What's wrong with you? The question was blunt and rather rude, but he was truly curious.