Firefly Glen so shave your face with some mace in the dark

The directness she implemented was something he appreciated. Kin. The concept was foreign to him and yet as the tawny wolf fell to step with the regal warrior, it almost felt natural. 

Coming home. 

She would divulge information to him--the ins and outs of this Moonspear so many Ostrega's inhabited and for once he felt a true purpose forming.

A distraction

Tell me everything, he rumbled, attention upon her as his eyes scanned the lands they passed. Their conversation lasted them the entirety of the journey. And as Moonspear loomed before him, he felt only solace.