Jade Fern Grove home grown and a little hideous

The face if a miniature Scimitar poked out of the bushes. Bazi hurried her business along and turned to face her son. The gap over her left canine widened when she smiled, still pink and shiny around the edges. "Hi, Pasha." They hadn't debriefed yet. Pasha was racing towards adulthood, taking on more official responsibilities than the other children - he rarely took time to mess about. "Borders safe? No strangers?" It was the best way she knew to break the ice with her most focused baby.

Set after weird body garden? :D