Firefly Glen party is over

Vallkyrie's strides were at an easy lope this night. She trailed away from the small ring of mountains that made Moonglow and into a far more space woodland- Firefly Glen. Just north, was home. At least, her former home but as odd as it seemed, whenever the woman looked to the forest she did not see any patrol. Did not see anyone coming back from a hunt. She frowned, wondering how the wolves might still be holding up. If they were not there any longer maybe Mal had finally decided to heed her word. The forest was cursed.

In the darkness, she wouldnt see Antares at first though herself could be seen as a river of white against her mostly black coat. She smelt him however along their former boarder between the glen and forest. The huntress trailer behind, a silent guardian should the Firefly Alpha need her help.