Jade Fern Grove he's got looks that books take pages to tell

The search for a den hadn't yet reached the top of Xan's list of priorities. He'd been content with sleeping out in the open, that way he knew that he had plenty of ways to move should he need to get away quickly. The approach of winter hadn't weighed too heavily on his mind, having decided that he'd find a place to take shelter within once it became absolutely necessary. When that might be, he hadn't stopped to consider. The day had, unbeknownst to him, come sooner that theoretically anticipated, however, as the distinct sound of footfalls reached his ears. Having been resting amongst the ferns, he'd pulled himself up and crept forward with the desire to investigate, only to spot a familiar face.

Revealing himself fully, he'd stood there until the male had grown closer. "Sriracha," he'd greeted once the distance had lessened enough for him to be heard. "What are you doing?" He knew that the other wished to settle there, and so he'd assumed that another look around was being taken. Whether that was the case or not, he hoped to find out, and then somehow work into their conversation a topic he'd felt he should mention.