Firefly Glen I shiver

At this point, Toad's fur was starting to feel much drier. Sitting with her friend felt nice, even if the subject matter had turned shadowy and sad. It was hard for Toad to talk about herself. She was so used to putting other people before herself that talking to Meerkat like this felt quite selfish. Still, there were no tears welling and she felt okay admitting all of it to her friend, who for her part was a great listener.

At Meerkat's declaration that the brown hunter was indeed a catch, Toad smiled. Her eyes glittered with gratitude that she would be blessed with such a person in her life. She nodded slowly, agreeing with her friend that just because Bronco wasn't her "One" didn't mean that there was nobody out there for her.

I guess you're right, she said. She wasn't sure if Meerkat really was right. She had only ever seen such pairings in her stories; they didn't seem to be real things. I s'pose I'll just need to wait, she spoke while looking out at the rain. Though Toad was in some ways a wise soul, when it came to things like love and relationships, she was utterly clueless. She thought of love perhaps in the same way that children do, assuming that such things just "happen" when they feel like happening.