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Álarr bounded after another clump of fireflies with his feline companion hot on his heels. Between the two of them they'd have a jar full in no time. His brother introduced himself and Álarr just caught the girls' name. He'd been so enraptured in the hunt the fireflies drew most of his attention. At first he didn't really make a connection between the girls last name and that of other members of his pack like Rhythm. In his mind both words blurred together into an entirely new surname that didn't bear any relevance on his life.

Do any of you notice anything weird about this?

Álarr sat down for a moment and gazed about him at the flickering bugs then he glanced back at the girl. "What do you mean weird? Ain'tcha seen fireflies before? This is what they normally do or do you just not catch them where you're from?"

His ears perked up as Sparrow mentioned her mom was a Destruction. "Oh, so's Auntie Rhythm." He glanced at the girl. "Maybe you guys are related?"