Firefly Glen revelations

She felt his muzzle on her hackles. Sialuk side-stepped and nipped at him, though there was no curl in her lip. The raindrop's spirit would not be won-over so easily. As anaa had once made clear to another after her daughter: they would need to work to earn her heart. Yet she could not deny she fancied the silver-tongued Chakliux. He had proven himself a worthy hunter.

As for the song that he recited, Sialuk thought it flattering, though she doubted its origin. What shadows lurk in your spirit, Chakliux?