Firefly Glen you kept your vow.

he didn't want to linger too long by the lake, with all its memories. at this point, he'd no idea where he was headed, or for what purpose. all he knew was to keep moving. perhaps something worthwhile would reveal itself to him in time.

moonspear he knew was close, which he made a mental note to stay away from. alya was yet another figure from his past that he didn't want to run into. she had been the last wolf he had truly spoken to before heading to undersea; she, out of anyone, would have had the greatest clue as to his state of mind. his ugly, broken state of mind.

aditya slipped through the glen, trying to keep the blue-eyed shadow woman—or the ghost of her, at least—at bay. he was so focused on this that he was startled, a little, by the girl nearby. he bristled by instinct, but forced himself to relax, lifting his chin instead in query as he chuffed to her.

lost? he asked.