Firefly Glen Ut in ditt indre ventar bratt ein sti.

little cameo! Just figuring out what to do with sad boy Stratos lol!

He did not belong here. Once, but not anymore. Why did he tempt the stars today? Why did they taunt him back?

Stratos heard the rally call. A gathering began. The Moon packs had grown. Voices he did not recognize. Names he did not know, save for Moonwoman — but he did not know if he counted himself worthy to call her even that.

Why did he follow the sound of their calls? Perhaps because in his heart, he was still a boy who longed for his family, longed to see what they had become, even if he did not think himself worthwhile to call himself a part of it.

Stratos drew nearer, and from the shadows, he watched, and when he caught a glimpse of anaa with tiny children all about her, a longing scorched through him. For home, family, for belonging once more.

But he stayed in the cover of the tree line, in the darker parts of the Glen. Yearning, watching, remembering those days — and coming no closer than this.