Firefly Glen lost is all i will be

@Floki, @Wildfire, @Charon... someone from Moonspear? ;)

Dusk was falling. His mind was still a storm of thought and emotion that he could not begin to deal with. He hated trees. But the glen ahead attracted his attention with its dancing and twinkling lights. He also did not want to die out in the open. It wasn't dignified. Not for kings as he was. It would be best to die on the seashore where the tides would carry him out beneath the waves. Rain had blocked his path and altered his course. He was not strong enough to make it back.

He ducked beneath the canopy as he followed the lights. The rain had flooded the glen and the ground was wet beneath his paws. His mind was still a storm. Regret. Pain. Anger. Regret. He should not have run from the one that knew his name. It had to have been Floki or Jorunn. Family was everything but they had left him for dead in the storm. He could not deal with the pain his brother's voice had awoken. It was too late now.

Kaylan found a dry patch of grass beneath the sturdy trunk of a tree. He lay there with his back leaning against it. Lights twinkled in the darkening glen and he watched the patterns they made. They looked like galaxies and stars. It felt like coming home.