Firefly Glen Sweet Little Sister

The white hunter had not expected to meet a lovely woman when he journeyed into the glen. He had hoped his scouting journey would reward him with new prey. The urge to bring food to the moon villages burned in his belly and set him to work. Once he had started, Kannoyak would not stop until his limbs gave out.

The dark figure drew his eye, at once. He thought it to be Alaric. It was this assumption that he crooned out to the figure in a familiar voice.

Kannoyak hurried so that he might catch up.