Firefly Glen Over everything

Draper swung around toward Firefly Glen. In his muzzle, he held a small rabbit. A token of goodwill, if you will! Now that he knew two of the wolves that lived here, he felt a little bit more at ease about heading toward the strongly marked border. Not great, but at ease.

He set the rabbit down between his two front feet, knocked his head back, and called for @Charles and @Meerkat. He was fully prepared to bolt if he had to, but he wanted to at least try and say hello to them. They'd been nice to him before, so what was stopping them this time? Besides, he'd brought food!