Firefly Glen I don't mind my own reflection

It would seem as though this crazy purple-eyed bitch had tried to chew up more than just him. Even Osiris could recall an encounter with the meadow dweller despite him living on the opposite side of the goddamn Teekons. If this meant that the prickly raven was going around the Teekons doing this to other wolves, then that didn't spell good news for the future -- and he couldn't even begin to imagine what pack could've contained such a bloodthirsty woman. Because the dame was definitely a pack wolf...

Other than a reminder as to why we can't have nice things, Osiris would take a pause and turn his attention to Azon. He'd accepted him into the glen, which was both a surprise -- and the breath Ignis held on to the entire time was let go in relief.  

Kere's nipped him on the shoulder as a snap back into reality, and he felt himself leaning into the brief contact of skin. It was helpful to know that the male's companion would be joining him, because at least there would be one glen member he'd feel familiar with...