Firefly Glen nightmare

Mm. They will make the decision that is best for the packs. Of that, I am sure. I know my brother too well to wonder if he would allow the pack to run into a battle senselessly. And Dirge had held to that, tempering Hydra's immediate suggestion for Kynareth's loss of life with his own calm, reasonable demeanor; which was not to say that the Queen of the mountain was unreasonable, but rather her that hers was a different kind of reasonable. One that they would need in the most dire circumstances.

For a moment, her eyes trace the scars across his face, wondering how he had earned them if was not a fighter. It was not a question she gave voice to, for it was his story to tell only if he wished to tell it; Keres would not pry into a past that wasn't hers, even if they were friends. Perhaps it will come to a peacful conclusion, She said, voice a touch wistful as her gaze turned to the garden he had been working on last night when she had come by.

What will you grow here? She asked, interested in his craft simply because it interested him. It was something he seemed more keen to talk about, on the occassions she had asked him questions about it.