Firefly Glen Why won't you chase after me?

He had the feeling now that he and his nephew were on the same circuit going the same direction, and he was as annoyed by it as he was amused. He'd slowed his pace, investigating areas more thoroughly as each one caught his interest. The foothills especially interested him after living the first half of his life in much more rolling hills.

There were more scents here than there had been in other places, too. Kindle contemplated calling out for some of his new friends, but then kept quiet as he caught sight of someone new.

Emerging from the brush, he found himself standing a few dozen yards off from someone close to his own age. She seemed contemplative, and he wondered for a moment if he ought not to disturb her — but there was a particular glimmer to her eyes that brought him padding closer.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, his voice lifted ever so slightly in case she had not yet noticed his approach.