Firefly Glen ^________________________^

She scarcely paid any attention to the myriad scents of wolves still lingering in the cool air, much too interested in the smell of food. But she had the presence of mind to slow her step and creep quietly toward the site, just to make sure nobody was still there. Pie wouldn’t mind bumping into a friendly face or two, though if she really was about to raid the proverbial refrigerator, she would prefer no witnesses.

Slight movement caught her attention and she froze, yellow eyes shifting to catch a glimpse of someone in the trees just off the path leading to the clearing. For a split second, she thought it was Tikaani. Pie’s lips parted to say her best friend’s name when she realized her mistake. Although she shared the sisters’ palette, Treepie had never seen the stranger’s face before.

And it was a striking face, Tiuttuk couldn’t help but think. Perhaps that was narcissistic of her, considering the resemblance, but she found herself trying to blink away the gloom of the night just to get a better look at it.