Jade Fern Grove a thin reminder of the past now

Rooted to the spot, Pasha did not take any steps closer to her.  Still, she seemed unfazed by his rudeness.  She must have been new, as he felt no one else would have let that fly outside of his siblings.  But for whatever flippant behavior burrowed itself in, Pasha was wont to let go of it.  His lips remained pursed for a moment as he worked over the possibility that his father had taken in someone else.  It was a piece of the puzzle that he had not considered, that someone else would join them.

Hell, even the fact that Jorunn had seemingly joined them eluded him — it was as though the larger brother to him had always been there.  Pasha did not really question the details entirely yet.  His ears splayed with indecision as he continued to eye Morgana openly.  "It's Pasha," he said.  He didn't seem the harm in exchanging names.  "And if you're new, then who're my parents, huh?"  Surely she knew them if she was apart of the pack, right?