Firefly Glen [m]i think you're overthinking about underachieving

Once again preemptively marking this as mature for smexy, Sabah is still in heat (and probably seeking out multiple baby daddies accidentally)

Her paws turned her north, and Sabah was remiss to follow. She hated to leave the ice and snow man behind her but..well. She wasn’t going on a walkabout for her own health, and the further she stayed from the Mesa while her heat clung to her very bones, the better.

The place she was now was dark, but she was on its fringes. Just passing through, as it was. Swinging close to the edges of the mountains, slipping through the darkness offered to her. She wondered of the bird, of what he would find. Of how the hell to build a following. Of names, though she had that already. Oi Kryfoí, her Hidden Ones. Though, she doubted she’d be alone on her leadership council.

Sabah kept turning the idea in her mind, eyes roaming the Glen she was passing through, her strides quick, neck stretched out before her.