Firefly Glen Those Who Dwell

Yellow eyes pierced the dark chasm of the overcast vegetation as he paced his way down a semi-worn trail. The ground beneath his paws felt firm, but it easily gave way under his weight to a moist under layer of dirt. This would concern most, but it was at the bottom of his priorities. While his physical body was still palpable to anyone, Omnium's attention was cast inside his own mind. He felt frustrated, and it easily transferred to the way he glided over the ground with his head set low and shoulders hunched. He had slowly became accustomed to the climate, but his fur was still far too long for where he now traveled through. He had begun an early shed and fur flew from his coat into the wind at the slightest breeze with an itch included, but he paid it no heed. 

His attention was finally drawn back by many blinking lights clouding his trail. His large figure drifted to a stop, captivated by the beautiful sight. It was unlike anything Omnium had ever seen, and he was curious as to the origin of the blinks. His ears were perked to listen to the surrounding area as he diverted his full attention to it. He drifted closer in an attempt to decipher it, but the source evaded him every time he got closer. Omnium was drifting in circles, chasing them.

The cat and mouse chase continued until one landed upon his nose. It blinked as he stared at it in a cross-eyed fashion before it drifted away into the night in a pursuit of its own. Ah. Bugs.

With his curiosities answered, his attention drifted to a small figure who had blended in with their surroundings until he glimpsed them surveying the area. Hello, little friend.