Jade Fern Grove one but not the same

Pasha did seem sorry, for bringing up the topic. It hadn't occurred to Haven that the pack might not've been in the Grove very long. She had assumed that the pack had claimed this territory long ago, and that Pasha had been born here. She nodded when he spoke about his fire and how he had moved, for she understood how it felt. The brown and black wolf apologized for something, and Haven not really sure what he apologized for, simply smiled and replied, Its ok, I'm sorry too. Were both fine now, so the past is in the past huh?

Haven looked around the silvery blue stream trickling over stone and fallen branches. The water looked clear, and fresh, so Haven crouched down to take a quick sip. She lapped up the water, it tasted cool and pure. She stood back up, feeling refreshed, and glad that the whole sad backstory part was out of the way. So what were you doing following me? She inquired, mostly just teasing the pup. She gave him a sly smile, then turned to the stream and hopped on one of the rocks. She landed nimbly with perfect balance, then turned back to Pasha and beckoned with her head for him to follow her across the stream. She wanted to take a walk, she was done with sitting and wanted to explore.