Firefly Glen I have you strung,

He listened with a carefully kept smile as the woman spoke, not noticing as a paw was lifted until it pressed his shoulder.

A yelp turned snarl, he was quick to correct himself before his head could whip to bare teeth. ..Apologies. He appeared coy as he spoke, truthfully embarassed by his reaction. Turning his focus to a response, he straightened his posture once more. I've only arrived recently myself. I needed a change of scenery. He looked once more towards the lands she spoke of. Should he choose to travel northwest, he would have to take a look.

Speak of travel and thoughts of his father made Cinar wonder where his family may be, how his children were growing. He was quick to push it from his mind, brightening his smile once more for the woman treating his wounds. Could I ask your name?