Firefly Glen [BWH] In-between Humility and Faith

i am sorry the nights trouble you, she said quietly, a sincere note threading through her voice. no one should dream in darkness alone.

her gaze softened, eyes warm on his face.

i hope this eases them. even a little.

then, a faint smile, brief but real.

and… it is good to see your face too, rodyn.

tell me— how has the hunt gone for you today? any packs i should know of? anyone i ought to greet... or keep an eye on?

she waited. i have been curing hides more than speaking with strangers. you will know better than i who walks these grounds.