Firefly Glen Swift

He did recall that Vallkyrie had mentioned a sister, a twin once- but the way she brightened up when she saw him led him to believe that he was three-for-three in terms of meeting with her, rather than Valencia. He offered her an affectionate, rumbling growl as he moved forward to give her cheek a soft nudge, and sniff her jaw in a wolfish way of greeting, and checking in on her welfare. She seemed in good spirits and in good condition, which comforted him to know. The last time he'd seen her, it had been to warn the Neverwinter Forest wolves about the spy that had passed their way. 

"I've got some good news," He responded, but he chuckled at her comment about his fur. He shimmied his shoulders a bit, as if to show off, before he relaxed and shook his head. "Can thank the mountain for that. I'd been sleepin' in a cave full of mica dust," He said. "But I won't be there for too much longer; a bunch of us are moving here, to the Glen, as a sort of sister-pack to Moonspear so...Guess we're gonna be sort of, even closer neighbours," He said with a sheepish grin.