"Got it!" Arya dove for a firefly making a hasty escape towards the woods, tucking herself into a roll when she knew she couldn't avoid falling in order to catch it. It was all fine and dandy and successful until Mycah bowled on into her, barking happily. Then she accidentally let her firefly capture go.

And gave her dog a shove before getting him in a headlock and ruffling his ears. The dog was more thrilled about the attention than anything.

"Mycah! I had it! Is it still here, Dad?"