Firefly Glen coeur du libre

Toad smiled and glanced at Osiris to confirm her story. While she had been trying to figure out what had happened to the Redhawks, she was often nestled within the Glen. Although her efforts had come up empty, the Glen itself had been a good place even for a lone wolf to reside, if only for a brief while.

As Osiris mentioned that he could use her help, her ears perked and she straightened considerably as she walked. Toad loved having a job to do. She loved to feel useful. He spoke of the herds, asking her explicitly to keep an eye on them. Though she hadn't had the best luck recently with actually hunting down large game, tracking was something she could do.

She nodded firmly. Of course, I can do that, Toad said, thinking about what routes to travel to ensure that she had as good of a lay of the land as possible. Perhaps she could recruit Bronco to assist in her task. I have this vision of a superpack hunt one day, you know, one with Moonspear and allies, all coming together to do something amazing. She said it mostly without thinking. It was a far future vision, but one that she enjoyed nonetheless. Sorry; I get excited thinking of what cool things we'll do, she admitted.