Firefly Glen [BWH] névoa ‹‹

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tvar's glare is silencing. green eyes suddenly lacking of their usual warmth, a candle gone out, if only momentary. and the adolescent stiffens, head lowering and pale chin tucking against his dark chest.

the brute's eyes shift slowly from his son, transferring to the grass where they linger momentarily. then, to the woman's paws, up her legs, finally settling upon her face as she apologizes.

tvar dismisses it with a soft wave of his paw.

she's gone. the gravel in his voice is heavy, as is the unspoken sadness. she and falcon's siblings were killed in an accident when he was small.

he leaves it at that. falcon's torn ears twitch and he silently begins to skulk off, further into the gathering. most likely with hopes of escaping the awkward situation he had caused. tvar's eyes do not stray far from him until he knows falcon hasn't gone too far.

then, back to magui. you have no reason to be sorry. he smiles. you only just met us.

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