Jade Fern Grove rhythm

"Definitely restless," she agreed, kissing his muzzle swiftly at his little whine. She moved to sit beside him, their shoulders and hips touching, her tail flopping over his. They could sit like this for hours and Kaskara would be more than happy. "And concerned. I'm afraid of what has happened to our pack. Why did the bear pick us?" She was worried about their lives here, about what the grove had to offer--both in terms of good and bad things.

"I'm afraid we're cursed, Kieran. It doesn't matter where we go--disaster always follows." She sighed softly and laid her head upon his shoulder, trying to draw comfort from his warm presence. The world was falling apart around them, and yet in his presence, she felt peace.