Firefly Glen the old haunt

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Osiris had finally mustered up the courage to revisit Firefly Glen. Despite everything that had happened, he had missed visiting the dell. Not only were his visits a welcome escape from his day-to-day duties, but he had felt particularly drawn to it because of the connection it had to Charon. He felt closest to his grandfather's spirit when he was in the glen. 

His first excursion had been relatively eventless, save for the scent of fox that he had happened across. Weaving through the untamed grasses, Osiris followed the scent-trail that the vermin had left behind. Although he knew that the path had led him a reasonable distance away from Moonspear's borders, he followed it regardless; he didn't want any foxes anywhere remotely close his younger siblings. Sure, his need to keep any foxes at least two territories away was a little excessive, but Osiris was determined to keep them all safe.