Amne blinks at both Doc and Goatel, wings flicking. She gives a little wave back, smiling with glimmering eyes. “Hi. Heh… t’anks. You should see them in the dark. They get really shiny!”
Almost like a flower in springtime, the little firefly creature seems to open up and beam at a maybe new friend. “M’name’s Amne. I’m new here. There’s a lot of, of people here. Busy.”
—Amne
*Doc smiles, glad that they are making friends*












