Jade Fern Grove home grown and a little hideous

Bazi mentioned the bear and Pasha immediately considered how to dance around that topic. He didn't want to consider the possibility that bears could come back through the grove to chase them out again, or worse, kill them all. His knowledge of bears went only so far — he thought them to roam in packs just like wolves. But he had scented no other bear or ursine-like smell within the grove itself, though the recent rains had washed out a lot of the scents he had acquainted himself with. Most importantly, it had washed away the last traces of blood from the earth.

He fell into step behind Bazi as they passed through a narrow bunch of young trees and sped up to move alongside of her as she went on speaking. "It was female," he said, wondering about Haven already. "And I haven't smelled any bears either but — what do you mean 'if she lasts'?" His interest had been piqued by that statement above all. Though he had been somewhat aware of those that had come and gone in their ranks, he hadn't known them. Honestly, he hadn't bothered to know them. "Do you think they're up to trouble?" And here, the edge of excitement tainted his tone just a fraction. Perhaps they were no good and just pure evil, like the bear.

But he couldn't have said why he was excited about that prospect.