{AW} Fireflies

Was Dahlia here? Perhaps she was, perhaps she wasn't. He was having a hard time distinguishing scents in this ridiculously hot area. The heat did feel good on his paws, though. That was about the only thing. He was getting tired of chasing Dahlia down, making sure she didn't do anything stupid, but despite his annoyance... he was still worried. Still stressed about it. And no matter his annoyance, he would never abandon his sister. It didn't matter what - or who - she did, or the amount of trouble she got herself - or him - into; she was his sister and that was all there was to it.

So distracted he was he nearly missed the red beauty who was relaxing on the rocks not far from him. Maybe she had seen Dahlia? Or maybe not, and he'd just relax in some hopefully good company. "Miss?" he called softly, aiming to get her attention. She was fiery, dark and fiery - hopefully the temperament wasn't the same as this mountain.