Who Told Y'all To Go Dis Away?

The Titan had never heard of anything quite as foolish as this. Wolves catching fireflies? He didn’t see how he could snatch one from the air without crunching it beneath his fangs. Storing it in the silly contraption he had been given was equally as odd. The only good thing from this, was the light they occasionally gave off that glowed through the glass… when they weren’t scared silly of the wolves around them.

He had watched this for a time, and now he was ready to act. It was Zee’s fault, she had egged him on when he told her he would never drop so low as to attempt this. Foolish slave girl, but he was prove that he could best these tiny bugs.

He had Marshall with him after all, and the large Vulture settled easily on his back. This was his trump card, the bird would have a much better chance at keeping up with and snagging the pesky creatures.

The Titan approached the glowing part of the festival, and with a word the bird on his back took to the air, and he would see Marshall zero in on a bug, even as he turned his attention to the wolf that appeared before him. He gave his head a polite, very slight tip, in greeting to the man.