Firefly Glen Make me bleed

A wild @Bronco if available?

It was quiet late, and the darkness probably lulled most of the wolves asleep by now. Ignis found it difficult to sleep at the moment with the thought of being in an entirely new home, but he was sure getting there -- heavy eye-lids, stray yawns and all -- Āzon was bound to go lights out soon. A few minutes of walking would eventually lead the pale brute towards Firefly Glen's borders, where he'd sit and stare blankly at the ground as if attempting night duty would make the impending exhaustion go away.

Keres had left moonspear recently to join with Āzon, and he briefly wondered if the silver woman was still awake this late. A little company while looking after the borders (half-asleep) didn't sound so bad...