Firefly Glen you're burning up my mind

Fennec let out a pretty massive guffaw when he said she could just see it.  She didn't know if he had done it intentionally or not, but jokes about her sight tickled her immensely when they were made by wolves she didn't dislike.  Damn, he really wasn't going to crack, was he?

Not even for a trade?  You give me a hint and I'll tell your future.  Fennec asked, cheshire-like.  If she pushed too far she'd lose this new friend and he seemed more interesting than half the wolves she'd run into in the glen so far.  She wasn't keen on chasing him off if there was an alternative, but she was curious as hell and he was not making this easy.