Firefly Glen coeur du libre

Toad nodded with an, Mm-hmm! Everything was turning out to look very positive for the members of the Glen. Toad was very pleased and excited to be part of Osiris's new up-and-coming group. They had so many wonderful, talented members aboard. The coming winter would surely be easier with the lot of them making sure to keep everyone fed and healthy.

At his mention of the bison, she smiled. Oh, me neither, don't worry, she said, smiling. He was distracted briefly, and she followed the scent as he did. Though it was stale, she was reminded of the need to present an offering to her sister. Kukutux had told her it could help to bring her sister's voice to her. She knew that she would only be able to do it at the Caldera, unless there was some other place her sister had used that would be important.

I've also only heard of them from stories, she said, wondering what Easthollow was like. It was far, she thought. Perhaps one day she would travel there. Yes, they're massive. They are fantastic beasts with great, woolly heads and a power that rivals a great pack of wolves, she said, voice distanced, excited, grand. My mother used to say that bison are the spirits of mountains, and that their herds are only healthy as long as the mountain is safe, she said, dipping into her grandmotherly story mode. She smiled, realizing it was not the time for such things, and walked on. A capture of one would be fantastic indeed, she said, glancing briefly toward her new leader.