Jade Fern Grove i spy with my little eye, something that shouldn't be here

It was grotesque. Yet it held just a modicum of morbid fascination for the boy that he didn't respond until he felt Allure shift away from him and heave up her last meal. Disengaged from the sight, his head turned to look after her briefly. Then almost immediately after, his interest had gone back to the pocket of decay.

"What is it with this place," he murmured, for once perhaps a little bothered in the chain of events that had come about. Bears, death, blood, all of it seemed so sudden. Was this what the world was about? Perhaps those things had been common in their last home too, but he had only been too young to notice it or care. "Should, should we call for mom? Or dad? Someone?" he asked louder, flicking his interest away again to look to his two-toned sister.