Jade Fern Grove slender capes of red and chrome

He was not inclined to believe his brother, but his tongue was not quick to respond and he was too depressed for much of a reaction; his disbelief went unspoken and unshown. In the lull, his brother confessed that he had missed him. Swift swallowed, and slowly he pulled himself forward, reaching ahead to probe blindly until he found the ruff of his brother's cheek. He nuzzled Pasha at length. It was perhaps the first time he had shown such affection for his sibling. "I missed you too," he whispered.

He had. He had missed his family, and he had missed home for they were his home. Not the grove, for he had been suspicious of the place since the first time he had seen it, and that he had been chased from it by bears did nothing to bolster his opinion. Rather, it had sunk it further, and laced it with a fear that they would return here.

Swift drew back from his nuzzle. "It's rabbit," he finally answered.