Firefly Glen ᐊ qimmiq

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a man, friendly and large, approaches. red looks upon him through a singular icy eye, though despite it's color, it is not cold. warm, instead, and the crimson man dips his head in equal greeting.

and i you, red says, rather loudly; though not purposeful, his baritone is at all times boisterous! a pleasure to make your acquaintance!

with a sweeping eye, he then turns his attention to ippiksaut. she speaks of him proving himself in hunt, and red wrath rolls those two mighty shoulders in anticipation. and perhaps, nerves... he is seasoned, but his impaired eyesight has always made for difficulty in any of his affairs.

he would need to be on his best game, it appears.

his ears incline with nerves and his tail swoops, and back to the man does his attention go. you are moonglow's leader? he inquires. she has told me much of this pack. she did not mention how large it is!

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