Jade Fern Grove the ache and pull of despair

He winced at her words, his eyes casting upon the ground as a scowl seemed to etch itself permanently in to the rich brown of his forehead. He began to push himself up then, realizing that it was likely Bazi wished to be at the side of her two children – perhaps even get some sleep herself.
 
He couldn’t remember the last time they had shared a den.. and he felt the disorientation of their relationship like a burning ember.. beginning to fade, but never quite burning out. “I’ll keep watch over there,” he uttered, giving a hard nod to a larger tree that loomed nearby. He was not ready to let Swift or Allure out of his line of vision.