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Slavik's eyes had set on one firefly, one he'd seen flash multiple times so he was sure it was no star. His pupils dilated much like a cats, he followed its every move, squinting further when it blinked out so as to see it's dulled body. Finally it got close enough to his face, and he hopped towards it with a clack of his teeth. He missed of course, but it blinked out again as soon as he closed his mouth and for a moment he thought he had it. Tongue lolling out of his mouth, Slavik glanced down just to check. Damn.

He hadn't noticed the woman nearby, he'd been too caught up in his hunt for that. A friendly voice brought his gaze up from his empty maw, and he shifted to a defensive posture for a moment, just to be careful. When Wraen was sighted though, and recognized in all her silver and grey beauty, he relaxed and a wide grin lit his face. Wraen! he called out in response, taking up a friendly and lax pace towards her. It's been some time, huh? greeted the large male.