Jade Fern Grove everywhere i look i see green scenic sublime.

Scimitar gave an encouraging smile and agreed with Whittier's suggestion. The boy's tail wagged furiously, and he turned his gaze to cast it with excited concentration onto their surroundings. His father soon voiced the question that Whit was just asking himself - what should they get for her?

There were so many options... The grove was full of neat plants and tangly vines and things. But those being so common were a little too boring for a gift to someone who could so easily just grab one herself. Whit turned his small muzzle up towards Scimitar, probing his face for help. "I wanna get her something cool," he stated confidently, hoping that this might prompt his father to make a suggestion of his own.